The restless hornets
30 November 2016
The wavering tides
Gather on uneven shores
Of sand the dune stores
We count the seconds
Instilled in time-riddled grains
The waves a backdrop
No time a full stop
Washing over and over
The frothing horses
Fusion confusion
I walk within Time’s bubbles
In between the worlds
The summers spent hay
Burning memories now doused
In half-light of cloud
I remember day
When the night was clear in sun
When candles rewound
Ticking chronicles
Fallen happenings rebound
Broken jar upright
The splinters ride past
Whirlwinds summon the keepers
The day’s grim reapers
The restless hornets
They pick on the flesh exposed
Disclosure in Twelve
Reading of the poem:
Path 19 (yet frailest) – Max Richter & Ben Russell
Tout s’efface – Patrick Bruel
Dream 13 (minus even) – Max Richter
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