Biography: Hello, my name is Tracy Higgins, thank you for reading my poems, I hope you like them, here is my brief biog... I have lived in Canterbury since 2002 and really like it here. I was born in Scotland but moved to Yorkshire with my family in my early teens so have a mixed up hybrid accent, which says a lot about me. I have always had a love of writing and particularly enjoy reading and writing poetry. In my day job I work part-time as a Statistician. I also love films, music, dancing, walking in the woods and spending time with my family and friends.
The Blue Bathroom
Mid-day in your flat,
alone
trying on your world.
I turn the taps of your black and white bath,
the
steam rises, hangs and runs down the walls.
Blue walls, vivid, dreamy,
rich,
like the colour of the ocean in a cartoon, but deeper.
An aborigine
playing a pipe, Mish Mash at the Rocket,
the old black and white picture of a
horse and cart.
Sounds leak through the air vent above the taps,
a
woman crying, pots and pans colliding, someone shouting.
Hello is there
anybody there?
I start to sing when I am sure no-one is
listening.
In love with a
monk
I love you I said,
the words flowed from my
heart,
a burning sun spinning on its axis,
I could feel its fire rise and
fall in circular motion,
filling my whole being with warmth,
with light
and your smile,
while my ears buzzed in confused resonance.
These words
did not exist in my world,
not like this,
somehow you found them,
and
tumbled an avalanche of emotions to spill
through the dust and cobwebs of my
soul.
A lotus to you.