#182 - a heart to heart

2.7.20

182

a heart to heart

notes towards an ark…

under a blue cloth veil

and skins, bow

am I given to believe?

I must not ask a question

… like writing lines until they’re true

but shall I present you such?

containing commandments, manna

gifted, they say, as if unusually

you can carry this thing around

and with whose words may I else speak?

(lucky door prize for migrants

PASS GO)

dreamt a world given

all my own work

say something like

‘land of the dispossessed’

call bird to the tree

ask who ate whom

heads on a pike

or sometimes plate –

you lose

these were a sometime gift as well

and who gave seasons?

lust, taste, hate?

and victory – why mine?

song is a gift

ask

why were some certain charms withheld?

what god gave this despair?

call Charity to the stand

with faith, with hope

sceptred with raiment

ruffian lords put on

and crush the peasants still

and so you ask

whose world then (?)

who keeps the keys?

king’s counting chocolate bunnies

when waves of the fever pass

consider liberation –

thing cannot be given

big smiles under the dawn unwrapping

seemed to have felled those trees

to either end the world

what will gifts matter

if time ends

/we will pass it fwd/

I too so soon gone

pass this sacred knowledge on

so easily ghosted

given up

consider the fire

all this smoke, a donation

won’t you consider the ant?

birthdays and Christmas

they have been toying with our affections

yet make light of

here’s an ear

and a hand up –

least that I can give

have you seen how bread’s broken here?

my tribe top of the tree

much thanks

breath between us

this hair’s breadth – love

stretch of the imagination

look twice and never the same

world is a wedding

I, like the garden, a gift

and I should play attention too

may I join?

will you join me?

can we call it dance?

make light of all this yet?