Turquoise Monster

Encased in stone, the bones of the lizard lies
Weathered and worn, preserved but millennia dead

Face in stone
Carved and craved
Face of curve
Angel in jade

Relic in torch light
Nothing but fragments
Held by byssal threads
Detritus floats
Within the beam
The diver explores
A mystery of the mud

Click Swirl
Click Blink
Click Flash
Click Click

CLICK

A note to the girl
With pony tailed hair
Left undelivered
Shyness drove it away
No bungy jump
At your side

Echos of rivers fall from ghosts of eyes
Frozen – your expression a lie
Faded, cracked, nothing but the void
Masked by death, an effigy of lore
Twisted masquerade hiding the truth…
Of you.

Mists rising
Morning tide
Skies ripped
With dawning

The hat of the explorer
Sat in the attic
Full of stories untold
One day a child
Claimed it for fun
Dress up
Adventures – made up
Rememberings
Through generations
Stowed.

Mist misting creeping up into the air
Spiralling into ground clouds
Hiding the morning

The blood dragon bloomed in swirls on a cloud
Threads twisting into smokey substance
The beat of a heart, pulsed in it’s withering dance
As currents flowed and shifted within
A deep dark ruby of gelatinous clot – made an eye
It winked and twisted away, formless once more
Just tatters remained