Centrifuge

I’ve tumbled through

my centrifuge again..

 

you know the one..

 

that separates

good from bad;

bad from good..

 

if only I could

remember

the code

to unload..

 

the debris..

 

Excerpt: This Beautiful Abyss:

Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean

 

Why

I don’t know

why..

 

birds migrate

and rivers run

dry..

 

why fate unfolds

like a story

told..

 

of rising high;

falling

low

 

rising high..

 

I don’t know

why.

 

Excerpt: This Beautiful Abyss:

Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean

Home Within

A refuge..

where tensions dissolve

truth is spoken

and conflict

resolves..

 

where wounds heal

harmony returns

and the soul

reveals..

 

hearth and heart 

are akin..

 

I’m home

within.

 

Excerpt: Poems from the Universe:

Poem & Artwork ©Mairi McLean

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