All texts and images by Gaelle Konak (unless stated)




Tuesday 31 January 2012

Poem

The pale light of Winter
Falls across my face
Cold embers of my youth
Like snow crumbling 
But it's colder underskin
It's thin and shivering
A baby bird lying
Amongst the bracken
Of your distant heart

But I will never say these words. 
Because I know
They don't work for you. 
And I know you don't read those words. 
Poetry never made any sense to you. 
But I am really a poem, 
And though no one might ever understand it, 
I'm hoping you'll like the music, 
The flavour I leave on your tongue 
And the tingle I leave in your heart.
Because I am a poem.
Obscure,
Pointless,

But a bonus to life.



Monday 16 January 2012

Bracken

Show me an easier way
Through the bracken
Back to colour and light
And warmer nights
Back to a time when
I was enough
You were enough
And there were no tears
Behind our smiles.
 
 

Sunday 1 January 2012

January Monochrome

The sky will understand
My desertion

As only you can bring any colour
To this desolation

A world about to drop me like rain
Over the fields of grey

About to blow me like wind
Through the bareness of the trees

I will seek you like sunshine
Through the clouds of January

And hold you like a promise
Of green and leaf and light

In a shivering corner
Of my hibernating heart.