I return!

Five months have passed - really where does time go! I now only have 6 more weeks until I complete my Masters dissertation and submit - fingers crossed.PhD after that I hope!  Naturally I have not written much poetry during this time - hopefully my pen will start to flow creatively after January. In the meantime, I post a poem I wrote last year on a visit to Surgeons Hall.

stifled breath,

conscious yet of the flow of ideas, waiting

to flood blank pages;

desire to capture the light behind glass

but distracted by frozen foetal forms,

gruesome in beauty;

heartbeats halt in hesitant lives

watched by blood red eyes,

embalmed in language.

such diverse images flutter between troubled breaths,

yet now are grounded by pen and ink.