Equidistant
Between
Order
Chaos
Building a house
Of words
Floorboards of stories
Poetry as snapshots
Mounted in frames
An honest
Tableaux of feeling
And your face,
Your voice
The foundations are steady
And the winds outside
Howl but do not
Gain the knowledge
Of how best to do me
Harm,
I sit by the fire
Writing it into
Tongues of flame,
Join me in silence,
I offer my attention,
Without expectations
I hope you will
Join me
Beside the fire.
MB Blissett 