Thursday 18 January 2018

With the living


With the living
Performing and giving

The blessed light of the sun
Playing in a pool,Having fun

Children’s story
‘The good church mouse’

College was a like a tunnel of green gloom

Christmas drink and fodder
Can’t fit in me clobber!

‘When the lilac flames’-Tom Lovatt Williams

‘The sweetness in the sad’-Francis Thompson

I want to travel,see a Tibetan mountain
But I have a fragile psyche

Good causes,applauses

‘Glower at each other’-Liz Lochhead

The coloured-in country

‘Flower of evil’-Roger McGough

‘The perfect shape of the absence’-Roger McGough

‘Resting like a cookie’-Sharon Olds

Save me,there is still time,a peace time

‘Endorphin light’-Sharon Olds

‘An astral glow’-John Martin

‘Healing oils of intimacy’-John Martin

‘Perfect and elemental like a bird’-John Martin

‘Clarity of snow’-John Martin

A warm glow round the Christmas tree
The silent harbour of hope

The late lilac (old age)

Blown away by an Angel-soul
Spirit of everything

A peacock with a fierytail
And a hundred eyes

A cherished world to spark in

‘The fire and the rose are one’-T.S.Eliot

Name/Place piece
Angel was on a quest to find Aurora Northern Lights
She dreamt of them every night
Pinks,purples,blues and greens
Rainbow flares and breath-taking scenes

Waves of colours like dancing ribbons made from silk
Snow white as milk
A magical,mystical sky,she made a wish that she could fly,
On the back of a dragon headed fly

Suddenly the bedroom window flew open and Angel
Climbed on Symphony’s back taking her to a land
Where on-one could track

The Northern lights filled the sky,changing shapes
She wondered why?
Her next quest was to find eternal youth,to bath in the water
Of hot springs in the Blue Lagoon

Suddenly,the weather changed,geysers blowing up
Every way she turned.The sky was getting dark
And she made a wish to find a an Igloo,it came true and
She saw mountains and fountains,local people dressed in sheepskin
Travelling eyes like look again sequins.
Mud bubbling like there was a secret being breathing below
And exploring caves where no other people would dare go
Angel travelled home on a Viking ship,the sea was high
But she had a strong grip
It was an extraordinary trip!


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