Poetry list
petrified (grief is fear)
from stone is
released the
spirit of
revelation
and presence
sculptors have
chipped away
the imprisoning
chunks of heavy
suffocating
substance so
that christ is
raised and
human forms
given the breath
of being
for me my
love has been
reclaimed into
dust and the
dead weight
of cold stony
history only
memories
escape into
the warmth
and light of today
with the fragility
of possibility for
us and a loss that
is shared and
celebrated as we
are one in
the fearless
moment and
no clock and
scythe of
mortality can
separate and
bury
the stony path
is trod
where will it lead
I cannot
wait
© Neil Thompson 2022