Thursday, 6 April 2023

#1192 - two poems - fool's moon and today's the day


 


1192

7.iv.23

4.97

fool’s moon

 

a possum rattle

run up

 

moon outside waiting

casting all

giving its light away

 

so bone old

dizzy spun

just we three

here’s luck

 

by the mass

dusty blown about

or still?

who knows?

 

hiding the other face

for a dark side lest

 

a well of cloud caught sometime

 

rabbit read and skull

dumb ruin

 

to end a telescope

this round

 

taking its celestial orders

steady on

tug tide

 

a simple worship

howl is

 

taking hits

 

just here

to dim the stars  


 






 

 

today’s the day

(Good Friday poem)

 

he died

those bastards did it

who?

you know the type

 

forgive them though

the mockers

it was all for love

 

and some wash hands

and some walk by

 

today’s the day

come to the tree

at the end of the world

that’ll prove us out of the garden

 

some tell up a crime

on hammering day

a stitch up

spear in the side

 

some stand

they also serve

 

today’s the day

and life minus three

or two

depends how you count

(it has symbolic value)

 

bread, wine

 

no lamb today

the magpies went

down against the lions

 

lean

high carb

 

the crown

a mock inscription

 

dad forgot the fish

just chips

 

lucky we’ve got salt


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