the albatross
thinks
it is a jail bird
but it’s not real
it’s only
your imagination
and picking up
the chains
that fell
out of the sky
I begin to fly
Don’t let
Your feelings
Get the better of you
Tag: life
Life – momentarily
I can’t believe it
Life is here
It tickles inside me
It is laughter melting
Something has succeeded
A prayer has rooted down
That the darkness cannot fight
A spirit of birth
When each thought
accepted the other
In the mind
When each feeling
Is placed chromatically
In the heart
Life-ship
Begins its circumnavigation
After the explosion
Has drained away
The water level returns
Better than before
Sing to God
a psalm of everything
sing To God
Everything in a psalm
Peace
Can you see
The cat on the bench
And the dogwood rose
Can you see
The flowering shrugs
Where the honeysuckle grows
If I were not at peace
Would any of this grow
What more can I do?
What else is there to know
Can you hear
Occasional laughter
From the window where I live
Can you hear some odd discussions?
It’s only what I give
If I were not at peace
Would any of this exist
What more can I show you?
Then this
Some have only just begun
To build their garden
Some think that a garden grows by itself
Some have a garden built on a graveyard
Some think a garden is brought with wealth
Can you hear the occasional bird singing?
Can you see the slugs and snails around the leaves?
If I were not at peace
Would I bother
To entertain anything
Like these
Spinning wheel
Spinning wheel
My life has been like a wheel
Spinning out of control
Until it spins quite freely
On an axis made of gold
And although I reached out to people
People did not respond
Then I saw a greater thing
In the mountain range beyond
Washer and buffers
We are like wheels without washer
We wear down in rust
Pollution gets to us
It’s all dust
Like a station without buffers
When the train comes to crash
Blood leaks out like water
Into the wash
the last smile
I like to see the depths of people
Bubble up into vision
I who have been deprived o truth
Like a bird deprived of wonder
And I to you will not leave lies
Like a mine field in your harbour
But I give you a truth ingredient
To mix in with your grit and your doubts
In the dream of dying
I will be a trickle of a stream
A last smile, a last heart beat
And you to me will be like a golden air
Preserved forever in the sun
I have a body
I have a body
Full of fat battery cells
Leaking out pain and sulphur
My ballast should be empty
But it has filled up
Pain grows like lime scale in a kettle
Memories
Are charged with anxiety
Like dried flowers
The party cake
The party cake
Was left crumbling
On the old wooden table
By the time I got to taste it
It was full of weevils
Whose cake was this?
It was yours, child
Whose life was this?
It was yours
The hour of eternity
The clouds rain down
On the root
Ending their journey
Along the rainbow road
People are getting ready
To leave
Unpacking their raincoats
From their pockets
Suddenly, zo suddenly
The sun is shining
In every pool
Wild flowers
Open up to the sky
This is the hour
Of eternity
this started With a what if idea about the the cloud/rain cycle
His Cold air
His air spreads out
Fast like in an explosion
Then you hear the sound
His spirit explodes in anger
And you can feel the blast
Of cold air rush past you
So strong is his outburst
That it shocks the air
And it feels cold like a ghost
And you know
That a second later
The chill will touch your very heart
sometimes I feel I can sense when someone is going to be angry
A poet writes
A poet writes
His mature poetry
After the world has imposed
Its rules on him
the rules are the academic rules
Elegy to climate change
1
The new army
The new model army
Each soldier
Is desired by women
Each soldier is put to use
Each soldier pushes back the boundaries
Frees the women from slavery
Frees the women from early old age
Coming in the great vans of the manufacturers
Coming to their doors
2
Just this strange wind
Just this strange rain
Of ocean currents losing their way
Of greenwoods burning
Of the gloomy clouds in the sky
Of clouds looking lost and frightened
Of sunlight lost in a storm
Of moonlight in cloudy prisons
Just this strange this heavy rainfall
Just this thunder, this beast hurt by battle
This clashing of sword against shield
This clashing of lightning against roof
This athlete who does not wait
This constellation that spins out of control
3
Oh carbon
Oh, black carbon
Where do you go?
With your disturbed sleep of ages
With your spoilt dreams
Oh carbon
Shadow
Beneath the grass sleeping
Inside the ice dreaming
Oh carbon peat mummy
Spread out like the dust of angry toads
Oh carbon dust pile
Blocking the lungs of trees
Oh carbon
Out you come
You have a score to settle
Your work has begun
Your judgement is upon us
Should God be told of it
He would be sad
Should God wish to see
He would be angry
And governments would fall
Like red and green monopoly houses
Into a bin
4
Is that a sea of water in space?
No, it is a spirit
It moves from one edge to the other
Without putting out the stars
It rests in peaceful coexistence
With galaxies
That cover it like a hand-sown eiderdown
Where are its eyes
Where are its mouths
How can it hear the sound
Of cars on the freeway
Of wars in the jungle
Satellites pass right through it
As if it were not there
It’s a great sea of life
That you cannot see
A great sea of love
That you can love
We are, daily faced with this horror of climate change arn’t we and the future looks uncertain doesn’t it?
Beast of burden
The beast of burden
The working class slave
Saddled and shod
Sinks into the grave
While the eye cannot see
Nor the telescope find
Words in heaven
Spiritual signs
The beast of burden
Sits on a drain
His teeth are a grate
He’s lost his brain
While the eye cannot see
Nor the telescope find
Words in heaven
Or the spiritual sign
The beast of burden
Grows from the soil
Dirty fingernails
Mud on his soul
His feet are like horseshoes
As he drags the stone
His eyes are fettered
His heart is alone
While the eye cannot see
Nor the telescope find
Words in heaven
Or a spiritual sign
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