VERSEWRIGHTS
  • Welcome
  • All Poets
  • PoetryAloud
  • Inbox Peace
  • The Press
  • Journal Archives

Peter Lindsey


holm

where the heart is
an island steadfast
washed by warm-stone light
a flood of dry tears fallen
in this copse of dreams
pricked in waking
the blood of a life shared
runs into furrows
of tomorrows
behind Hesiod’s plough.
the weight of this now
this quiet
is nature’s logic.

amid

light falls
across a wet warm sky
summer’s broad brushstroke
fades
to a giotto gold
a near-to-clotting red
season’s blood
transfused
the unbroken line
splashed
by equinoctial tears
a deciduous hemorrhage
of infinite leaves
leavings
that blur ever again
into
fall’s light

Haiku

a magpie
takes wing
greyscale rainbow

cobalt cuts
my line of vision
horizon’s blade

in a corner
all the angles
lead to longing

the square root
of always
never is

hammering nails
into this september
fall’s relentless leaves

anvil

dropped rain slides
down the arc
of time’s hammering stroke
love’s luxation
her stigmata
bleed anti-clockwise
spotting
that beautifully sad curve
becoming a line
of memory

Picture


​Peter Lindsey's profile

denmark

when I dropped the shell
the waves crashed
a stained-glass sea
drowned
the white noise
of slow acceleration
blood bled thick
from a heart as pure
as a memory of snow
in summer

resonance

keen the gull
wheeling cries
sound
trickles down branches
blurred
a percussive past
the recollection
of that then
pierces this now

​
       ♢
​

Comments?

***

​Thank you for visiting Tweetspeak VerseWrights.
© 2012-2018. VerseWrights. All rights reserved.:
Acrostic Poems
Ballad Poems
Catalog Poems
Epic Poetry
Fairy Tale Poems
Fishing Poems
Funny Poems
Ghazal Poems
Haiku Poems
Love Poems
Math, Science & Technology Poems
Ode Poems
Pantoum Poems
Question Poems
Rondeau Poems
Rose Poems
Sestina Poems
Shakespeare Poems
Ship, Sail & Boat Poems
Sonnet Poems
Tea Poems
Villanelle Poems
Work Poems

To translate this page:
  • Welcome
  • All Poets
  • PoetryAloud
  • Inbox Peace
  • The Press
  • Journal Archives