wordsout from Cafe Church poems by Linda Harvey   home


inverted reflection in wine glass Wine and Beer

Cafe in Chiswick

Through a glass 
darkly I see

that I can't comprehend
the depths.

The only way 
is through.

Then what?
What's next?

Don't imagine.
Again I sit alone

surrounded by friends.
No-one can reach down

and yet somewhere 
I feel the touch of healing.