Wednesday, 27 June 2007

Poem 10

it has been a time of paint
two walls, side by side, arranged neatly
an unfashionable fashion of sorts
mirrored in layers of funky swirls
unfathomable sparks of a happy past
too narrow for its own sake
eager fingers running across soft skin
parading thrills, tidy, immaculate
restored links. never moved nowhere
a friendly gesture, let the guard down
embrace the exquisite surprise
found among avocados and palm trees
a velvet tiger, ready to jump, tearing claws
take my hand, come running, come running
come here today, depart, replace
have a roll in the wide trimmed lawn