Change rides the wind

Future rides on the night wind

ruffles curtains, caresses skin

whispers promises at the edge of dream

leaving traces of something almost seen

© Perle Champion (2007)

More Than I knew

and I flew apart

blew my top and things

toppled out

many more than

I knew I was

had

could

© Perle Champion 

Rain

rain drenched sopping ground

long sated - swiftly runs your 

largess to the sea.

© Perle Champion

Self Portrait

I find it difficult to

look at me,

and see anything other than

what I want to see.

This is me as I

see me, or

if you will

as I want to be.

© Perle Champion

Night Write Against the Dawn

She cannot live her day out loud
and nightly trods her dark and hollow tomb
holding silent vigil
for a swiftly dying soul
and pen in hand
in desperate measure
she writes for her life
if not sanity at least respite
as each scene that never was is a moment
true upon the page as the words flow
soldiers marching cadence
across each pale blue line
in desperate foray an
assay against encroaching dawn.

© Perle Champion 07/07