Oh! There you are look – little flea!
It seems we found each other – rather you found me!
But before you go and ‘fill your boots’
I’m going to have to ‘throw you oot’!
Then before you – find: the big wide world
And though your heart will be forever churled
Know that I will cherish your fond memory –
And the little red keepsake just below my knee!
I live on your road
and walk down your street
but when I walk along
I just watch my feet
just like you
so that I blend in
so you’d never guess
the world I live in.
And in plain sight
just like each tree
I have obvious
Invisibility!
Not in shadows
but in sunlight gold
though it could be said
that I am far too old:
In the park
I sit upon the swings
or upon the bench
letting my mind sing
Then with my children
playing at their games
will walk tight-rope
across the climbing frame
then from rock to rock
will I jump and hop
look carefully for
in mid-air I’ll stop!
And the leaves that –
are blowing on the breeze
and the flying birds
will also freeze –
then carry on
as if with no care
but now I am standing
over there!
Now the kids come running
wanting tea
they hold my hand
I am back being ‘me’
then as the sunlight
is growing old
and cold black shadows
creeping – lengthen bold
encourage them
despite the fall
to walk along
the old stone wall
for where is there
not to be found
for the whole world is
just a big playground!
17.07.12
I walk among you
But only few can see
The golden threads
That constitute all:
You – and me
And each of them
Hums its own
Fever pitch,
Emits spectra of colour
That evade the rich
Weave tapestries then –
Our lives intertwine
In mysterious ways
Who would know
Should they be divine?
In the shadows I play
And on the winds ride
But when it comes to
Bright light –
I would rather hide!
16.07.12
Written for my wordpress profile
Like a corpse I lie here in state
Just staring at the ceiling with hate
But the only sound in my mind
Is the howling of winds so unkind
As my eyes slide down to my nose
My vision pales out – to snows
And into the mattress I think
My body is starting to sink
Though my body is laden, as lead
There’s an exit doorway – my head
And it leads out into the wilds
Where in bright snows stands just a child
A gentle smile – spirits lift!
As chill winds toy with spin-drift
Over creaking, compacting layers
In the kingdom of the Ice-Bear
As crystals scatter and hiss
The figure is lost in the mists
Just standing – there’s no need to grope
Abandoning all, even hope –
But welcomes the pervasive calm
A kiss, as gentle as balm
Embraced by the enduring cold
Now the boy shall never grow old
Now snows silently fill in his tracks
As with the coming of ice my heart cracks
16.07.12
beautif’ly crunchy
each of ten thousand crystals
went out so lightly
so boldly we dare to walk
only delicate eggshells
On the plane of my bed
I am pegged out for the crows
But in the sky, Ravens wheel
Into threads of cloud
And out again
To soar into the winds
Of the mountain foreslope
Watching the landscape shrink
Just a footprint below –
Beneath my pillow lies a well
Within dark confines
Blackly lie
Calm crystal waters, still
See – snowy mountain peaks
Reflected
As clear as ever
The cold mountain air
Over the peaty landscapes I soar
A twisted tree stands alone
Throwing its shade upon the path
The last of its kind
Before the bare open hills
Where the winds intertwine
With innumerable peaks
13/07/2012
