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Reckoning

RECKONING

The day comes
(If you are still here)
When you look
All around
And see all those favourite
Books, discs, videos

The ace ones
You’re not done with yet
Retained to
Revisit
Though if you started today
There wouldn’t be time

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Noblesse Oblige

NOBLESSE OBLIGE

I might get a Nobel
I might get run over
Contingencies abound
Best to be prepared

Nobel Prize response:
(Modesty meets truth)
“I am no more”
(Than any other)

Tombstone requiem:
(Dream meets reality)
“I am no more”
(The tenant left)

Credo

CREDO

I believe
That when we die
Our bodies return
To the dust they were made of

And our spirit wakes (again)
To the realisation that Spirit transcends
Species, race, gender, sexuality and all that nonsense

What we have only glimpsed of Love
Is fully revealed (once more)
In its wholeness

What foolish things we’ve done
Yet now forgiven

In The Last Moments Of My Christmas Candle (Republished)

IN THE LAST MOMENTS OF MY CHRISTMAS CANDLE

In the nest of a speckled thrush
Which contained some good ideas
I swear
I swear I saw a lamb
Who are you, heart of the flame
Who stand in grace above a dying light?
Sad endings across the hollow lake
Ducks at evening
A glacier of wax
The glass mountain of Nativity
Urbane as a bustling sufferer
The whole world in a flame
If it grew as a sheet of steel
For the hammer of hard fortune

Embrace
Embrace the light
Do not flee before fears of your own face
Or a tree
Hopelessly strong
Though dressed like an artist
I have nowhere to go
There is no flame
No flower without bud
No budding without death
Ah love, to know is to be true
Unsure as a bursting sunflower
On a slender stalk
Living to find the sun
I fear the sharp eyes of the wind

Child
Of a spring and a summer gone by
All my life in a locket round my neck
Containing a few friends
Many books
Many songs
And myself
In flower

Goddess
I see you pretend to die proudly
Neck as a swan’s
But you will bend your back
Cough like an old man
Spitting in the street his lungs
I am the heart of the flame
The tree
The lord of life
Love is all, love is me
I do not need to tell you
Quite uselessly beautiful
You are the cloudless stars
You are the speckled sky

Eternal Rhythm (30e)

ETERNAL RHYTHM

A clinging
Then a relaxing
The rhythm
Of presence
Birth and death are our breathing
We come and we go

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Shadorma November

Our Best (26a)

OUR BEST

We struggle
Gamely, unobserved
Not often
Successful
Still there’s always tomorrow
Until there isn’t

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Shadorma November

As Jazz Is (16b)

AS JAZZ IS

Love you like
Miles, Coltrane, Jarrett
Who needs a
Safety net?
Life and death are one to me
With you beside me

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Shadorma November

Prey (12a)

PREY

So fragile
Our loved ones, ourselves
So busy
We forget
Till with a jolt we awake
In the eagle’s grasp

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Shadorma November

Tail End (1a)

TAIL END

Unbidden
This evanescence
Potency
Cogency
Going where morning mist goes
When the sun comes up

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Shadorma November

One Valiant Victim

ONE VALIANT VICTIM

Are we not all the one
For whom the bell tolls
While currently being
If we care so to be also
The one with the balls?

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