One of my (very) occasional poems.
10 March 2015
Crater Lake suspended between scarlet sunset and silver moon rise
Moonlight casting shadows of Joshua trees like puppets or
Silvering almond blossoms on a spring night in Ibiza
The sea: spilled ink in turquoise
Living gems like my cat’s opal eyes
Wide awake as the plane banks over Distrito Federal Philadelphia PDX
Heathrow Singapore Reykjavik Rome Barcelona Chicago Paris Amsterdam.
Home, a red rucksack. Work, the laptop stuffed inside. Comfort, a copy of
Franny & Zooey, heavily underlined in soft pencil.
Weddings in Vegas, the Lake District, a country house, a tiny white clapboard
Chapel on the fringe of an
Amusement park in Portland, Redbridge registry office.
The Mud Years – Homelands, Glasto, Godskitchen, Leeds, SW4. Name that tune:
‘Electric Dreams’ ‘Diabla’ ‘Common People’ ‘Insomnia’ ‘Karma Police’
‘Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots’ ‘Sinner In Me (Villalobos Remix)’
DC10 Closing 2005 – 2009
Sam, 2012, RIP
“…afflicted from birth with a presentiment of loss”
Chips and a strawberry margarita, Mad4Mex
Goats cheese pancake, Bistro
Wine and crisps, anywhere, 1999 – 2015
Sharp slippery shining slivers of memory.
A mosaic in the making?