I am the shadow growing longer in the rich golden light of the setting sun I am the moss growing over the stony ruins of an abandoned house I am the wandering path through the dark woods I am the husk of dead tree standing where the grubs feed and the woodpeckers hunt I am…

I am alone lonely in this aloneness tired body tired, longing for sleep mind tired abandoned empty like chocolate boxes I am grateful I am moonlight reflected in a little window I am grateful soft morning holds me like a lover waking me gently to see I am thinking of a kiss, a touch, a…

I walk my soul’s estate through open fields and crumbled stone fences to sit among the crocus waiting to bloom ©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011

perfect moment upon waking in a room filled with stillness I lie in the space between just breathing ©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011    

a mark on the page to begin – a birth unannounced to move forward, but the rest, the afterbirth remains hidden… what brought me here to this moment rests now in the past – the long and ancient history threaded through the air, twisting and intertwined, cut and frayed – worn to the point of…

drawn together circles to a place with its own harvest unbroken endless turning lost found and lost again What are you searching for? the wind asks in passing What are you waiting for? the sunlight and shadows ask in long lines What do you tell me? the night asks What, I do not know. I…

On a September morning I wake up and you are gone The house is empty still, without you But it’s not in me to hold on Oh my dear, the wind is whispering your name Calling you out to the wide open roads again Across the golden fields Through the mountains To the sea Under…

Radio silence Memory in pieces Shattered against the tiles On the floor Like shards of glass Embedded in yesterday The past holds me down Gripped tight by the throat I remember No getting up from this The other hand held high to remind Ripped open by the letting go I am breaking this radio silence…

Feeling small against the sky I am looking for myself in the shadows Looking in-between the lines Of street lights and empty playgrounds I am wondering where you are Life in the flash of a candle burning You were here you were gone Leaving me stretched and undone A hand over the dying flame Smaller…

I Night came quickly to the garden tonight. I sat at the long dining table under the floral chandelier, surrounded by fairy lights and candles. The sunset reflected in the mirrors on the far wall, my head filled with poetry. Cardinal flying Calling out to his love Erratic red blur ~ Water falls in darkness…

IV early morning fog holds the curves of the trees and fields the road turns, loping ahead of me down under the stone bridge to the highway there is comfort in the billowing half-light details are blurred and softened fences and sleeping doves ponies and creeks hawks and telephone wires stones and church steeples neighbours…