Beneath the radar

The sun, moon and stars

I am breathing…

Waiting not only to inhale

I am a form forgotten

The reaching out and touching,

The duetting

To harmonise with stars as

I am breathing,

Seeking not only to inhale


Breathing,

I will scorch the heaving clamour with a stillness

Of breathing

Driven by the beauty or its lacking

There’s no going back here


Beneath the radar

I am stronger than I seemed

As I lay reeling

Waiting not only to exhale……..

One wild guess


Breathing,

I will scorch the heaving clamour with the stillness

Of breathing

Driven by the beauty or its lacking

No going back here


Beneath the radar