#96 - the invisible ones

5.4.20

96

the invisible ones

do you remember that moment?

and ask who put them up to it

the invisible ones

have taken the toilet paper

it must be to wipe their invisible bums

all operate on commandment

(that’s an automated thing)

show me the pics

where’s evidence?

foreign, in a bus and gone

they’ve taken the beach, now the sand, now the sea

it’s all an artist’s impression

microbes

and less than worms

(though that was once a diet)

do you know their names?

thought not

none do

they have purloined all my plenty

just the land left

look the still world over

invisible ones

have called us to worship

they hide in a circle of chords

come feel the blows

say sticks and stones

some will tear the wings from angels

yay though

you will see through their absence like air

absolute others

are face to face

all paws towards

and supplicate

or something else

Easter is coming

we must be the bunnies

once it was enough to be in out of books

picture yourself in there

what’s missing?

nvisible ones were all before

diaphanous as fuck

thieves of merely where we are

for whom we all are punished

who ever saw laughter?

they shun and flaunt

bleach themselves and gone

invisible ones won’t tell of this town

their odour’s otherworldly

honestly, this really happened

they’ll be alright, Jack

getting back together with vengeance again

they take us all for granted

by prayer

or animus

over time

edge out

a child asks who is my enemy (?)

that was my father then

make a religion of the invisible

they are taking my breath away

I set up a sunshine trap for them

give truth a little rub and shine

it sets the jinnee free

#95 - corona consciousness ... or ... come to the end of the lie

4.4.20

95

corona consciousness

or

come to the end of the lie

this is the year you will  

change the vacuum cleaner bag

take up the trumpet

re-write the will

sharpen what you cannot polish

call your lost cousin

name the house spiders

this is the year things connect

buck seems to have stopped altogether

year of w t f here-we-are

this year you will

complete the Bible

start on a new one

grow a few beards

learn at least one new recipe

not get sick at all

you will have all the symptoms

this is the year you won’t

go to the doctor

see the dentist

yet this is the hypochondriac’s year

everyone practises the same new fear

year of the hording

and what will it be (?)

or in this together

one of those arsehole or doormat years

the pumpkins are rising

world revolution a few thoughts away

year the fools may join the dots

though they don’t have much form so far

to the furthest corner of shed I will take things

keep secret what I find

and facy

you might slow down

it could be dreamy

fall into a trance

obey the state

year of who wants to live on a luxury liner (?)

(put all my questions in parentheses now,

I’ll be saving them for later)

cannibal zombies feed the apocalypse

this is the year of big booted cops

scared you’ll knock them down with a feather

year of pyjamas

no bra

what-the-hell

you’re at home

you will forget to service the car

this is a deep and meaningful year

you might file your tax return (second but last)

or fall below the threshold

Ancestry reveals we’re all Cro-Magnon

(quiet progress goes on)

all sorts of things die and you let them

take out the old scrapbook

make pictures of pictures

no one sees soup stains now

hunt in the cupboard

and polish things off

this is a year that could go on forever

you could become an alcoholic

in fact we have a range of substances

but not so easy to find now

you could just see what crops up

test things

be a pioneer

how do you think we learned which mushrooms?

trivia year

go google for it

get out of my rabbit hole

and how many hits?

it’s all very personal

bats with cats in cages

and rats

and

tell me, please, what creature is that?

all equally delicious

and all of us are falling

lovely to have a home cooked meal

racist year

of blame your difference

take a pick

the market roars and weeps and laughs

year of the long long slide

bye bye super

an age till the pension

this is the year to give up things

before they give up on us

punning perhaps

although it’s hereditary

and this year we’ve been lent extra Lent

what are we saving the daylight for?

nudism – no one will notice

the whole hermit caper

fart louder fart longer

fart fearlessly

go viral

this is the year the world pleasures itself

look in the boxes under the bed

put things out in the recycling

buy swap and sell

but by distance

this is a year to really test

intimate relationships

and internet connections

this is no-haircut year

shop less

tidy up the spare room

build a new one

carport perhaps?

be your own podiatrist

now everything’s a year away

and put things off again

even though till when… who knows?

lots of things are coming back

year for the fondest of recollections

a whole year of cryogenic kip

(some would say working at home)

a year tucked in

and someone is learning to juggle

someone is training the dog to do tricks

many cats are on camera

phone is your friend

race snails!

this is the year the world changes its tune

many will vanish into their screens

in the year of living vicariously

get a whiff of yourself

nose working is good

or you could earn your stripes in the garden

compost your friends and relations

consider the ant heap

farm your own worms

(always remember they cultivate you)

take the time to be with tree

(wonderful keeper of confidences)

look up and study what gets in the blue

hang around later and see stars too

please let it be the year to untrump

husbands and brides!

this is a mail order year

open a book and disappear

yay though you work on the intonation

still you won’t catch up with yourself

is there such a thing as a private language?

this is the year we find out

test the world limits

heal thyself

examine a life till it’s yours

you can become your own hypnotist

you will go to Bunnings

and buy the bagless vac on special

it will be better in the end for us all

I foresee no tax refund

this is the year for space exploration

telescapes!

miscroscopy!

this will be a year to remember!

we’ll see you in the classics  

#94 - a treetop walk

3.4.20

94

a treetop walk

things looking up

set out from sleep

let day in

make through doors

see how day grows!

back from the brink

in among a tracery

see iron sprung to leaf

catch sunshine much moted

and take it to the lightbulb tip

what something lost there?

to the highest, sing

and now I am among

a tree is birding again

a bird trees too

and here are the burstings forth – all song

they are testing the heights

they are trying for far

these trees – I am in their possession

all of the heavenly bodies turn

otherwise mists bury

clouds catch

in every leaf a shaping to fall

what ecstasy the earthing then

the shift, the drift to

vanishing

a curclicue

arc, tangent

blue is the colour of up

a month of sunshine all night so

seasons go round there

each of us twisted like this

to reach

and so get the idea

someone is climbing for moonlight

someone is climbing for stars

I step up to my life here

times like these or any other

look up

and you’ll have the wings

#93 - one fine day

2.4.20

93

one fine day

Robert Herrick ponders the 11^th Feuerbach thesis

it has always amazed me

to be in my life

and where I am

and now

among all memories

and equally to do, observe

just where the sun struck

I write the day about me

where else?

wish misted

blissed in the pants

and off

ask – how many pumpkins are hiding?

have you seen how the unmoved vehicle grows?

taste this

it’s garden and cupboard together

have hitherto only interpreted

mulberry larger than leaf

seasonally challenged

often forget where I was counting

often forget what

there’s a cleanly firstness to all days

I’d say with a noose about

ironed, off to the fray

that’s the world gone then

let’s have another

now