the sun is sparkling, the rain rumbling, and we badly need some poetry...

Thursday 10 March 2011

Christina Murphy - One Poem


a single hurt color

a single hurt color is the heart
in the red of wounds with blood
cold to the touch and hot to the losing

a single hurt color in a system to pointing
is the way of truth learned as lessons
of disappointment and rectification

a single hurt color in a system of meaning
says less and more than the palate
of all colors signifying all options

a single hurt color is a single heart
a single soul and consciousness
seeking that system to pointing

a single hurt color is the memory relived   
captured as if in a glass transparent and cold
an arrangement of emptiness in a system pointing to loss