Nativity

By chance we happened upon a black lake walk
Shearwaters of reflection; reflect one more magical moment
The flight of the partridge and the exited young collie
Soul refresh, soul rebirth; while underfoot the twig-leafs crackled

Ethereal and eternity, thank heaven for spontaneity
Meander among the coriander, hands held to bless vision and line
Bright light out of beauty, swish, splash-light onto beech leaf
Sing and bring good to the good times; sing, bring goodness back again

Playful seeker of pleasure, hedonism out of Ithaca returned
Bountiful protector of the prosaic presenter
Wish for mirth, wish for shear essence, wish for fluorescence of joy
Atmosphere emerging, resurgence of energy here amongst our enigma

Pretend for the maker of dreams, protect the white rabbits of Bethlehem
Mend, cognisant of blends, become mindful of love innocent in joy
Sorting, beholding of images past, captured for our rapture
Floodlights on memories; evoke, provoke, free our fresh thoughts

Waltzing Matilda; whirling, swirling, dancing tunes, runes without time, blooms without blinds
Meditation, lovers medication, dedication, sealing, healing, revealing feathers and plumes, personas honed and groomed

Walking back along the pathways, hold spaces; minutiae, bind moments into spherical holistic schemes
Believe the fragments of fortune, blessed to fall in this particular, rather peculiar, entirely non-perfunctory way





a poem from the collection Painted Toenails in Nortons Grate - Love with Varnish Appplied available by clicking here