Moments of Perfection – A Poem by Cam MacDonald


There are moments of perfection
hidden in amongst all the ashes
Crystalline minutes when everything fits
like a Stevie Wonder hand of cards
where you simply can’t lose

Watching a golden-red sunset
on a Turks and Caicos beach
unblinking you see the green flash
as the sun disappears below the ocean

When huddled amongst sweaty strangers
they surge and writher like some fantastic beast
each body an equal part of the rite
the pounding and wails and physical
a ritual of some long lost pagans

Reading a poem in which lies
a thread between you and the maker
words which are so chosen
they feel stolen from your head
but there is nothing but trust in the thief

Moments of perfection where we can hide
safely amongst all the rot and scarring
like a portable womb in its glow and comfort
The curve of your lover’s lips
the whorl of their ear
the warmth of your trust
ever so comforting and right
its so very cold outside.

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One Response to Moments of Perfection – A Poem by Cam MacDonald

  1. Jingle says:

    too funny image,
    šŸ™‚

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