Isabel had written novels and poetry that has gone unseen. The blog is here to allow people to see her work.
Monday, 24 March 2014
night and day
in my sleep
there was a frozen waterfall
caught
like a sudden splash of a huge white moon,
and later
there were fireworks and rainbows
that gave out wonderful music
as i danced and sang
on the shore of a wide black river.....
this evening
i walk in the door
of a house full of strangers
the air full of slow jazz and wine,
a woman, wide eyed and solemn
turns in the lamplight
like the earth towards the sun
and greets me
and aah!
the magic ripples between us thicker than silver
and i laugh and shake my head
like a beggar who finds jewels in his soup -
oh, what days and nights these are!
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