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Sunday, 5 August 2012

Luminous Intensity

The sun strikes from high above
Thirty years or more ago
At university or in love
We spoke of Lumens
His law and the afterglow
Of Luminous intensity

Immense then the
Density of the obnoxious teenager
Leaning against the bar in fair refrain
A peacock on the prowl
A scowl for all authority

Some things never change
And some things stay the same

Rising in the east
And setting in the west
Concave or convex
The arc between

Between the rise and set
Is blessed

Intense then the
Propensity of youth
Spent; fenced too far
In dares unfair domain
A hippopotamus with a growl
Cheek by jowl to remain

Some things never change
And some things stay the same



From the Collection I Suppose You could Call It Country, available on Kindle