#1151 - two poems - in a room with the sea & Seal Rocks

 

1151

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4.56

two poems

in a room with the sea

 

and night gone now

weather from far

 

it’s all the world come in

 

swim for it

 

what was dreamt

none speak

 

it’s as if breath of us though

some syllable of never was

 

sunshine

made minutes away

 

my head sounding

like the shell inside

 

crash of with without waves

 

so many years to here it is

to catch this day alive

 

Seal Rocks

 

the wind had it first

good for the chase

 

dog took my hat on the beach

puppy

it was funny

as you may imagine

to everyone but me

 

of course the owner had to run after

that shred of decency

I, hands on hips

scowl to practise

 

that pup wasn’t giving up

not without a hatfight

 

rehearsing

‘if you can’t control your dog…’

 

not without some rend

some chew

some taste and spit it out

 

it’s no matter how well trained

there’s an ecstasy

in which they will not hear commands

 

of course it was quite the Akubra

I could say my grandfather’s

his father’s before him

 

‘we should exchange details…’

 

it was and still is the first Akubra

 

felt’s lovely

it makes bone so barren, lonely

yesterday’s buried

 

hat’s a flimsy prey

 

saliva and sand

 

I had time for all such thoughts

during pup revel

eternity to me then

 

a lot of wiping

a lot shaking, frapping, light bash

sun to cure 

 

and now it’s just more of the mystery history

of the hat

 

pup, mum and the kids

now, all’s forgotten

 

and now, well, I can laugh