Duo

 

My heart sped!  Beats quickened,
intensified by sound,
rising and inspiring:

a duo sharing songs –
by reeded living breath,
by hammered vibrant strings –

in forms which forswore words
to throw off sentiment
and strip their meaning bare;

mere sequence graced by notes,
patterns based in number,
yet speaking to our souls.

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Delivering

The rivers run higher in the hour before dawn:
rushing pulses shaped into alternating streams
as the red-white long-haul contra-flows of business
are driven hot and oiled in hurtling packs of steel,
vacuum-wrapped and insulated, but still roaring
with the purpose of a generation’s power;
consuming all the world to keep our selves alive.
Delivering – whatever it may cost our young…

faded paint

Once we were new and immediacy could guide us! 

Now that quisling young intensity has passed
since consciousness began to tire;  of holding on
like paint the sun has faded until it flaked away,
cover wrinkling into splits and decayed character;
of some older habits that have lingered past their time,
reminders that the past was smaller than the now –
although a film of settlement resists the change,
obscuring shallow detail, forgetting losses in translation 

Except: at least, this has not disappeared –
it’s time to hand over / for others to renew… 

 

 

national poetry day 2018 – calling for change