My poetry is best consumed after 3 or 4 4 or 5 vodkas. Or more. Don't blame me if you read the below without taking this simple precaution.
The full collection is now available HERE
The full collection is now available HERE
Mistakes
Loves fiery embrace
sears foil'd dreams and past mistakes
exposing our
souls
Afterglow: Parliament House Canberra Enlighten Festival 2014 |
Time drifts |
Playing
Running together,
Playing forever – 'neath soft
Spring dappled sunlight
Eye - I
In my eye your fire;
moon rider gifting
life hue;
Tear-fall, free you
fly
Eye - II
Moon rider your fire
In my eye, your
heartbeat:
Tear-fall, free you fly
Peace
Once we were friends
-
travelling far side
by side
with the magic of us
Yes, once friends -
now more
in the cool of our
night and
the touch of delight
Fear
Terrible power
Through her ruin’d eyes roil’d -
Killed him
there she could
Despair
Bleeding back into
This other world unbidden -
Cold eyes
staring
Palerang
I
Palerang - silent
menace ageless sleeps
Stirring now as
mountain storm vengence seeks
Kaditcha man shadow
dancing chanting
Turns her hate
timeless and instead she weeps
II
Her tears falling
gather here at our camp
A secret pool high on
Palerang damp
Wood fire reflected
in crystal waters
Horses, shuffle, I am
drawn to the bank
III
Dangerous place these
tears of agony
Spirit victims
drifting here restlessly
My face lit from
below, thousands of stars
See the dancers,
touching eternity
IV
Smoke drifting chant
lifting summons the past
Perfect mirror
glowing soft illusion cast
A breeze plays
on the surface suddenly
The failed dreams of
a thousand lovers past
V
A tear forms
unbidden softly falling
My own regrets and
losses remembering
Horses snicker at far
away thunder
Mists swirling smoke
drifting dreams forming
VI
My mind drifts a far
distant pool recalling
Saleen darts flat wet
hair surfacing
Quiet we walked there
together as friends
We left there as
lovers heart trust holding
VII
Standing together
different trouble
Beauwulf parries and
thrusts, desparate struggle
Quiet healing you
send, smiling my name
Enemies fiece, but
your touch so subtle
VIII
Heeding your call I
reach for your hand
Cold water shocks me
awake on the sand
But in the ripples I
see your face smiling
And your sweet
laughter echoes over the land
Gift
In my loneliness
unexpected and
unsought
a gift so touching
Been 'in love' before
felt passion's grip
wax then wane
but now - here - so
sweet
I dont understand
I cant fathom it at
all
so deep these waters
run
Moments
Frozen forever
one sweet moment
together
heart gift dearest one
Being
From high
circling hawk
sharp wind catches
your being
curled warm in your
chair
Snow flake warming in your hair
As mist takes my eye
Peter Quinton
Palerang
2006
All rights reserved (after all - you didnt send me any of the vodka).
2 comments:
I really like your poems,
They make me think and ponder,
Yay for malformed haikus.
:) Thanks. Have modified the pre-requirements from 3 or 4 vodkas to 4 to 5 vodkas.
Post a Comment