curled with a kodak belt around your hip bone

you
sleep among my words
curled on the
sofa
the walls covered with
paintings
framed thoughts i’ve
brushed into
still life
constantly writing
and watching
you
sleeping hugging your
belt line
alone and smiling
pulling lint
from your own
which is
mine to discover
(navel)
a child discovering
the eggplant
within herself
the black and white
photographed
day in sunlight along
the rock line
and desert
where i watch you
in a pool
wondering about
plant life
-you
you are my life
and while you may sleep
in an insecure pose
i write the
confidence
back into your soul
where no
snide words can
reach.
Only my brush
my lens
and
my pen

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About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called crazyirishman.wordpress.com, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on https://www.facebook.com/crazyirishmanpoetry where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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