Zeus tripped and fell
on the stairs to Olympus
one day

“WHAT THE HELL?!?”
he proclaimed in god-like
royal fury

then there before his eyes
blossomed a singularity
bending light around it –
a crystal orb just out of reach;
the ever-real image of an egg
hidden invisible in the depths

and so it went from day to day
until in a blazing arc of pain
he stumbled over and cried out
as in head-splitting fashion
young Pallas Athena came leaping forth
in declaration shouting –

“Yo – what’s up Pops?”

and the silver-eyed goddess
stood naked in triumph –
the fully-formed warrior
wild and wise,
she was rightly feared

and the pantheon knelt in awe.

the danger of love
is that things
no longer happen
just to you.

the danger of love
is that
when things happen
to you
they happen to
the others too;
when i hurt
they hurt;
when i bleed,
they bleed;
what a terrible price
this love.

there is no more me,
there is no more i;
there is only we
in love.

we are sick,
we are healthy,
we are poor,
we are wealthy,
we are old,
we are young,
we are sad,
we are among
the joyous,
we are
in love.

the danger of love
is the absence of isolation
and hands held
through the dark.

there is a blind spot
like a twist in space
just southwest
of the centre of my sight

this white hole
absorbs and bends
the world behind it
when i look just right

but rest assured
should you vanish
behind this micro-maelstrom –
my disappearing delight

i will still know
that wherever i go
you are still there
by the shining of your light
and i will not go darkly
into that good night

walk in the grey, half-lit mist
all aglow in black and white
as if the sun exists somewhere
outside of it all
and there are shapes that move past
like half-formed ghosts
embryonic and awaiting birth
into the real world

i see my sons, my daughter
bright beacons dance with purpose;
there, my wife, lends colour
red in fierce determination;
green in gentle love of
the little, living things.

look – the world speeds past
half-formed and is done
before it has even begun

and there was evening
a beginning and an end.