On The Menu

Roses breathed to bosom, dusky evening,

Linen tablecoth, choice silverware,

Damask dress, trimmed velvet, black as midnight,

Mackintosh to Mackintosh high chairs.

Crystal leaded, claret perfumed, goblets,

Damson, berried, succulence so full,

Lips to edges, tongues explore, exploding,

Morsels delectating, savoured pull.

Salmon, oaken-smoked, slivers sweating,

Recline invitingly on cress with dressing bare,

Venison richly waiting for the sizzle,

Sides to touch, mere moments, serving rare.

Scattered cushioned silk upon the hearthrug,

Embers banked, maintaining just degree,

Freesia perfumed water by the fireside,

Elevating moisture tremulously.

Sparkling eyes aglow, pearlies nibbling

Cream on chill in earthenware to pour,

Forested kirsch and cherry brandy, 

Coffee bubbling, ambient the air.

Lazy ease, recumbent postures, idling,

Somnabulent with sleep, determined smiles,

Comforted, sense comforted, piled hearthrug,

Rarest sensories for miles and wiles.

Time Warped

Time warped,

the minutes and the hours,

seconds passing sleep or wide alert,

Night-time sojourns

meshing into mornings,

dawnings falling backwards disconcert.

Mid-night, 

inelegance of musings,

 stars unseen in murky hash through pane,

Daylight darkness,

entangled sleeping patterns,

or time, warped, misdelivered by the rain.

Brief Passage

An infancy of moments in a time before we wept,

The shale upon a shore of tides run dry,

Fragments of forgotten in the minds of those who kept

The logbook of all memories ere we die.

The light upon the canvas of the photos that are stored

As the treasures hasped in trunks too hidden well,

Islands bound by oceans’ infestations evermore,

Tsunamied by the rising tidal swell.

Marooned upon the beaches, in the cities, in the streets,

Festooned in slimy seaweed bristled pink,

Garlanded by leviathans, shrill monsters of the deep,

Harpooned as creatures threatened as extinct,

Depicted in the planetary as strange evolving fish,

Corpulent in places yet denied,

Fabled in the storybooks, one true unending wish,

Find the purpose or believe that all have lied.

A momentary passing in a passage all too brief,

An anticlimax to the swelling waves,

Battle-wearied sailors to the storm of timely thief,

Weathered chunks of flesh, the native braves.

Notional the pleasant of the cruise we set upon,

Cast here in the chancing of a date,

Distant shores, horizons, dim glowing of new dawns,

Dependants in the history of fates.

Velveteen Infusion

Take me to the river where secreted ink runs black,

Lead me there, immerse me, turn away, no coming back,

Submersed in currents teeming with letters flowing swift

As words still yet unformed. Cast me there, adrift.

Paper built for purpose absorbing chosen choice,

Silenced in the darkness deep, liquidity of voice.

Drown me in the vapours arising from that place,

A velveteen infusion where silent words still grace.

Once Is Not Enough

I fell in love once.

It was futile in the end.

It didn’t last.

But I’ve loved since then.

I cried some tears once.

I shed them for a friend.

They flowed so fast.

I’ve cried again.

We fought a war once.

A promised one to end.

Peace didn’t last.

Wars fought since then.

I hoped and prayed once.

For violence all to end.

I held on fast.

I prayed again.

We had some faith once.

Belief that we could mend.

It faded fast.

We’ve believed since then.

We built a world once.

With love we had to tend.

That didn’t last.

Needs must try again.

Subprime Life

Youth’s energy became an old-age early,

Reminiscent of cruel winters long ago,

Hunter or be hunted as past primitive,

Weapons now quite different from long bow.

But spears still pierce and blood still flows aplenty,

Savages still scavenge, now upright,

Unvanquished beasts, unmarked by any number,

Missing link unmissing in their sight.

A broken chain, a steadfast reign of righteous,

Motion sensors marching endlessly through time,

Espy the life that seeks to live and end it,

Count its worth and value as subprime.

Count the cost of monsters who must judge life,

In pride’s self-justifying casting stone,

Wrecking, wreaking chaos. No limit. Children

Culled, guns and bombs, terror’s jaw-bone.

Never learning, never trying peace path,

Never caring but for selfish means,

Oh, hang heads, shame that’s neverending,

One child is worth more than all your dreams.

 

 

Stasis

You left me there beneath a frozen fountain,

Shards of water’d glass to pierce and wound the softest heart,

You bled the air of heat, my one protection,

In blistered cold, interred, I watched us part.

Immovable in flesh, my blood still coursing,

Sluggish but the time in stasis sealed the wounds and healed,

Glazed eyes stirred and savoured early springtime,

New birth awaiting, death repealed.

Reflections Expanded

I walked upon the ghost of far-off travels,

Tiptoed airily thru black vents of wary astral mind

To rediscover treasures stored in heavens,

Soft focused gaze on distance left behind.

I fled through time in worm-holed highways secret,

Cartography unmapped or vaguely marked before,

Sped with light in haze of blurred attraction,

Viewed futures, presents, pasts, concentric core.

I wept in space and droplets fell fast frozen,

Icicles that formed as starry diamonds, cluster’d mass,

I smiled at galaxies anew all tears created

And danced among black-curtained glitter cast.

I waved to others briefly in the passing,

Passages of souls through endless light,

My thoughts returned to space-timed earthly station

To look upon a future shining bright.

I saw the light then everywhere I journeyed,

Tiny lights, all colours twinkling, soft infusion, all aglow,

Reflections of photonic festive wand’rings,

Refractions bounding lightly years below.

The lights they smiled, they laughed, they danced, they flourished,

A spectrum of the loving living world I clearly see,

As prisms casting rainbows flared in darkness,

Gentle kiss of all the souls of let it be.

As I approached the earth I saw the stardust,

Apportioned drops of living zest, alive the liquid light,

Casting brilliance in a grace of earthly flavours,

Colourful, collaborative with sight.

Reds and yellows, blacks and whites all beaming,

Cascading colours, rays refracted, mix of mirror’d hues,

I wondered and I marvelled at dimensions so arrayed before me,

Evolution from one source so misconstrued.

I wept again for fear’d encroaching darkness,

Perpetual night without a gimpse of glowing stars or solar rays,

But tears of love from all who shared such starkness were pinioned in the night sky

and expanded 

To salvage life and save the light of love and days.