#26 - any other day

26^th January

26

any other day

or

change the tone

that’s the choice

fly the tatter elsewhere flag

smoke our stars away

who knows the place?

who decides?

hot fire

cold fire

fly the wind

sad to nation

come and go

burn village, crops

they never were

a bash for the vanishing

chatter and

imagine aliens beam down

a locust lot to party

you cannot even list what’s gone

insurance mob will laugh it off

and out of court

no one will remember

one among the kingdoms

fine print

(they come and go like species

faster)

still wave the tatter flag to be

mix up the blood so we’re one

but some remember death done to

imagine casting off a continent

slap on a new coat

theft!

you have no grander scale

left a window open

whole of the house was

windows, doors

tatter to air

treasures all around us burn

any map is treasure

can’t even see the neighbours

can’t see the creatures now

mourn the billion under words

gone in the fires today

Shorter version:

any other day

or

change the tone

that’s the choice

fly the tatter elsewhere flag

smoke our stars away

imagine aliens beam down

a locust lot to party

you cannot even list what’s gone

insurance mob will laugh it off

and out of court

no one to remember

treasures all around us burn

any map is treasure

can’t even see the neighbours

can’t see the creatures now

mourn the billion under words

gone in the fires today

the pickouts

any other day

or

change the tone

that’s the choice

fly the tatter elsewhere flag

smoke our stars away

.

imagine aliens beam down

a locust lot to party

you cannot even list what’s gone

insurance mob will laugh it off

and out of court

.

can’t see the creatures now

mourn the billion under words

gone in the fires today

#25 - take waking

25th January, 2020

25

take waking

why not?

and up to where?

let day strike dawn upon

bird blear

every colour sung

still among still in

dreamt when

of course because

lost to world was

as if

a light from shining

this only trace

the book

#24 - dreamt the rain

24^th January

24

dreamt the rain

all kinds of things consisting

took it along in buckets

to favourites

through veils of it dawn sung

was a touching thing

dreamt the rain down

fell with it too

and steadily

to thick the air

like anything we wish

wet sponge

and someone squeezing out

dreamt stairs up

among the all boats float

slept on

sat on a seesaw with

rattling gadget of

set sail in

kept cargo

gathered dark to dream

a cloud called

felt it falling

leaves spun

in the dream

tree rose so

and all along

all along

stashed for a sunny day thought

when lizard bright come in

so simple for the rhythm

so far down in the song

would have woken to

lulled, swum

age of it

silver till mud

ear to the gauge I pressed

and heard the roaring sea

2^nd draft:

dreamt the rain

all kinds of things consisting

took it along in buckets

to favourites

through veils of it dawn sung

was a touching thing

dreamt the rain down

fell with it too

and steadily

to thick the air

like anything we wish

wet sponge

and someone squeezing out

dreamt stairs up

among the all boats float

slept on

sat seesaw with

rattling gadget of

set sail in

kept cargo

gathered dark to dream

a cloud called

felt it falling

leaves spun

in the dream

tree rose so

and all along

all along

stashed for a sunny day thought

when lizard bright come in

so simple for the rhythm

so far down in the song

would have woken to

lulled, swum

age of it

silver till mud

ear to the gauge pressed

and heard the roaring sea

#23 - a tussle with

23^rd January

23

a tussle with

selves say

back of the bottom drawer

when only the best

I typed a way into the truth

clatter bang

it was a spectacle nobody saw

echo

little elves

and later silent

that was to begin

went on so

finer and finer

by caveat come

and kingdom

by postit

isn’t that all the time?

bones under the skin

fell out of touch

just as the ashes are scattered

scraped and clawed

so tricked my way in

scrubbed till the thing shone

and I could say mine

time was all before me

now struggle to recall a name

and time went on instead

I painted the dream

as well as remembered

it was a way to go

fell out of

in a tussle with

here’s furniture all over the shop

till touching palms pressed as

signed it on the dotted line

ran one through it too

(truth’s over)

rung like a bell till I heard myself think

there was a breeze in its branches, the truth

and done with

strummed a sun come out

preened knowing

you’d seen me there

I, you

it was the nod

and must have been

shone in the afterglow