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Katherine Wyatt Poem
that epicenter
where the tectonic plates
overlap
a breaking point
before the shift
walking the edge
that wedge between
dormant and motion t
my essence the sea floor spreading
before the thunder.
words have power
when they break our backs
with the arduous labour
of function
they are otherwise
vapid
so I stand on the precipice
fingering the corrugations of furrowed wounds
intuiting the solid you are trying to touch down on
wrestling my own shadows
the ache of my constant dangerous want
still echoing in the sound
of your heartbeat
in the thick of trying to satiate so many
and failing..
© Katherine Wyatt
Copyright © Katherine Wyatt | Year Posted 2011
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Katherine Wyatt Poem
what you do not feed will burn itself out
disconnect ....
from malcontent
...cool removal
just bouncing light off
like a cool moon.
gasoline
...searching for a match
step back .
what you do not feed will burn itself out
the sacred, exquisite paradox
too busy making love to unworthiness
tangled inside your own entrails
mis-reading the message of cowrie shells
what you do not feed will burn itself out
moving back into the abstract
fodder for the storm
thunder rolls
birthing rage
...caged
so I move into blue
....lighter shades of cool
..waters to douse the fires
the ire swells and flows
..vacuums of light and Indigo
that cool place
..of fierce grace
(c) Katherine Wyatt 2010
Copyright © Katherine Wyatt | Year Posted 2010
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Katherine Wyatt Poem
Indigo child came crashing on your dark
perspectives could not have coalesced
less than my essence and your soul,agony
the echo, hollow, whispers pain in solace
Your eyes so tight and small spoke of emptiness
and angst etched in the wrinkles of your face
the end of us was in the pain of our first glance
long suffering and stoic we mingle and remain
aesthetics did not exist for you and I
as countenance from essence does arise
for yours was never pleasing to my eyes
your silence screams that I was not your dream
your eyes small and hollow filled with pain
first glance was all it took to see our end
(c) Katherine Wyatt 2010
Copyright © Katherine Wyatt | Year Posted 2010
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My Indigo crashed upon your dark
I acquiesced
d
r
i
p
p
i
n
g
essence
...into yours
erudite and savage
owl eyes
with furtive glances
the maverick
not one soul could resist
with a predilection
to hold a room captive
upon your entrance
always serendipitous
your synchronicity
a perfect harmony
you who were always
........superfluous with sincere charm
you lived exactly how you pleased
and almost got away with it
then it all went dark
....far too soon....
the cosmos
...less iridescent
in your
... (individuated) absence
(c) Katherine Wyatt 2010
Copyright © Katherine Wyatt | Year Posted 2010
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Katherine Wyatt Poem
The season of their loving
hung in the warm glow
enjoined by streams
under
canopies of green
he extended his hand
asking her into eternity
not wanting to lose her
to reveries
and fading memories
he knew that his time had come
he promised her
there was nothing to fear
he beckoned
as flesh and bone
were shed like snake skin
thinning
..the veil peeled away
....karma had not finished with her
lifting her hand in the dark
she felt his fingers slipping away
what she could not yet do..
he was now on the other side
...she chose not to follow him through
dark mists round blue archways closed
...another world briefly exposed
she glimpsed his face one last time
pleading for her to follow
...to leave behind space and time
reveries hold his face
she is a heartbeat with half a soul
...she let him go
....soon to follow
life was not hers to give
.....but after all
time is only relative
(c) Katherine Wyatt?
Copyright © Katherine Wyatt | Year Posted 2010
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