Nick Cook

Poems by Nick Cook

  • Cycles

    Outside the bull roars to the moon
    Clear and full
    My window the stage

    In silver light
    I watch the stars
    Nothing changes in darkness

    The Schumann resonance
    Thoughts
    Escape

    I strayed onto the path
    Such mistakes
    Cannot be mended

    Seven years measured
    The start of cycle nine
    The end of cycle eight

    Write
    Pray
    Meditate

  • In out

    In
    Out
    In
    Out
    Just keep breathing
    In
    Out
    In
    Out
    Just keep living
    In
    Out
    In
    Out
    Just keep being
    In
    Out
    In
    Out