As you undress
I undress slowly
As you stand still
I stand also
In the silence
With only breath
For words
Is it truthful
To talk at this time
Of being faithful
Or being
Forever unfaithful
Did we not give ourselves
To each other
Did we not for those moments
Find joy, find love
As you undress, slowly
I undress beside you
As you also stand, still
I stand to be there, to be there with you
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Friday, 13 December 2019
Thursday, 12 December 2019
Amen
Four in the congregation
Am I really one of them
Eight monks
One creaking seat (mine)
World without end
Amen
Song of Songs
For love man will give up
All that he has in this world
And not worry for his loss
World without end
Amen
Am I really one of them
Eight monks
One creaking seat (mine)
World without end
Amen
Song of Songs
For love man will give up
All that he has in this world
And not worry for his loss
World without end
Amen
Wednesday, 11 December 2019
First Moments Taken
As you wake
Are you present
With the presence you gave
As you bathe
Are you awash
With those whom you washed
As you eat
Are you fed
By those who you fed
As you dressed
Are you undressed
By those who undressed for you
As you walk
Do you walk
By those who walked to be beside you
As you talk
Are your words heard
By those whose words were spoken for you
Are you present
With the presence you gave
As you bathe
Are you awash
With those whom you washed
As you eat
Are you fed
By those who you fed
As you dressed
Are you undressed
By those who undressed for you
As you walk
Do you walk
By those who walked to be beside you
As you talk
Are your words heard
By those whose words were spoken for you
Tuesday, 10 December 2019
Displacement
On my own
Only four monks so far
Surely more will arrive
Seven monks now
But still just me in the pews
What is contemplation for
What is meditation for
Are they a test of one’s doubts
Or is it to purge one’s doubts
Life without end
Life without end
One more parishioner joins me
Maybe he is Italian
Or Eastern European
He was late yesterday also
Should I buy him a watch
What are his troubles
What are my troubles
World without end
World without end
Only four monks so far
Surely more will arrive
Seven monks now
But still just me in the pews
What is contemplation for
What is meditation for
Are they a test of one’s doubts
Or is it to purge one’s doubts
Life without end
Life without end
One more parishioner joins me
Maybe he is Italian
Or Eastern European
He was late yesterday also
Should I buy him a watch
What are his troubles
What are my troubles
World without end
World without end
Monday, 9 December 2019
Names, Places
The photograph
Of the crucifixion
Is by David Elford
We used to live
At Elford Park; actually
It is from there that I departed
That picture
Above the fireplace
It is dated 2014
The one to the side
Also by David Elford
Is dated 2009
Though that one is
Mostly of blue sky
With hazy white clouds
It is a little less certain
A little less
Finite
Of the crucifixion
Is by David Elford
We used to live
At Elford Park; actually
It is from there that I departed
That picture
Above the fireplace
It is dated 2014
The one to the side
Also by David Elford
Is dated 2009
Though that one is
Mostly of blue sky
With hazy white clouds
It is a little less certain
A little less
Finite
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