Liberté, Égalité, Humanité
white finger stretching south
beyond the headland
scratching open the sky
I rigidly follow the pilot
curled tight in a too small seat
the aircraft casting a fleeting mark
a dark crucifix on the rising sea
a pulse passing through the Channel
heaven howling echoes
in the chambers of my heart
I know not where I am going
nor why I am gone
~
CLP 12/06/2021
spangled moonless night
retreats from black to blue
I spin towards dawn grateful
sleep’s re-hash of ancient noire
will be rubbed out
by exposure to the Sun
~
CLP 09/06/2021
Early morning yawning
toasty warm
honey for breakfast
gold finches chitter
a black cat stretched across daisies
swipes at a curious bee
your gentle purring snore of second sleep
me thinking
we are happy
~
CLP 05/06/2021
Sleep called me
I was out
Sleep left a message
I missed it
Sleep had a stern word
“My office, first thing”
Left me to restless contemplation
considering consequences
~
CLP 03/06/2021
Music stops
everyone dances one step more
before realising what’s occuring
mad rush to chairs
enough for us all
~
CLP 02/06/2021
Everyone came along
everyone I had ever loved
friends, family, heroes
those I had been too shy to speak with
it was one hell of a party
I was dead, lucky
Heaven
~
CLP 31/05/2021
so silent this blue turns black
nothing moves on Earth
a meteor streak
a faint schwoosh far off
sprinkled stardust
dissolves into tapestry of night
~
CLP 31/05/2021
Stepping out to find something
found nothing, no clues
everyone doing normal things
prejudices welled up dripping false accusations
who, when, how
anxiety of loss relieved in music
somebody, oh somebody up there
likes me?
~
CLP 01/06/2021
Bonjour madame
Monsieur, bonjour
Je voudrais un pain au raisin et un pain au chocolat, si vous plait
D’accord. À boire, monsieur?
Ah, mais oui! Une tea, merci.
Merci, monsieur.
Et un vers d’eau, aussi?
Sorry, mate, would you speak in English? I can’t take your accent anymore. Thanks for trying.
~
n.b. All errors are deliberate…it’s supposed to be light-hearted. I don’t want Académie Française on my case. Thank you to the Foreign Languages Editor, Woody for support with Dream #4.
CLP 31/05/2021
river fills on orange moon tide
rattle of reeds shifted by breeze
barn owl drifts along field edge
blackbirds call up night with complex codas
we lie back
watching for meteors
~
CLP 29/05/2021
