Rust

We talk of rust and tin
and a five year plan
as rain pounds down on an old convent roof.
I remember you from a time long gone,
on a street at the top of where we both lay claim.

Your face- weathered, misted; beautiful,
haunts the deepest parts of me.
Eyes- bluer than cloudless skies,
greyer than industrial steel; 
majestic in the Autumn haze.

Rust spills out of cracks in the world
and I imagine the rest of our days
spent under decaying sheds,
in the West.

For * N o r t h *

* S O R R O W * is only when you're waiting for the light to come back. 

trust

you carry l i g h t 
in your crackled hands
and i wait for morning
to shine its first moon glow
in through the winter
w h i t e
of day

Any storm

Your eyes find cluster constellations

that mine can't quite map, yet.

Smoke fills the evening sky

as Jupiter shines down

on the icy bogside;

december's first night.

Ink on skin finds points

of no return;

moons in every phase to come.

Talk of caravans and lists

on damp paper

fill your kitchen

with hope and confusion.

And then you ask me

for 'Scaffolding',

and I know our wall 

will weather any storm;

any storm that comes.

Green

All wilderness seemed gone
on the last night in the city.
Days of wandering 
along zig-zag mountains,
(not quite real; kept hidden
across the Atlantic)
all boxed away inside of us.
No signs here, downtown,
of that snowstorm/
those crashes under grey-gold sky;
just beyond troll rocks and pure black sands.

Glacial maps folded away
in preparation for our return to civilization.
And so I begin to grieve, the fragments inside of me,
(reflected in milky blue waters), long to be frozen here
onto this barren landscape; forever.

The city's bright lights, after such vast emptiness,
blind me at the icy harbour.

And then, without warning, they appear; above the grey buildings.
Dancing, in spite of the sound and light, wild and unstoppable;
the Northern lights above Harpa.

You hold my hand, 
as the world around still spins.
As the wilderness covers the city lights
with its green, ancient grip.