There is less
Less to connect to
The chapel closed
Filled with scaffolding
The restaurant open
All hours now
No more waiting
Or more longing
Brother Daniel away
All routines broken
This may be the last time
This time I may leave early
Although
In the early hours
In the dark silence
One light is sufficient
To gift a purpose
To grant a stay of execution
If only I had bought that candle
And the box
Of everlasting matches
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, 20 December 2019
Thursday, 19 December 2019
Sidelined, Misaligned
Another one now relegated
As also she relegated me
Yet a page here to chase her
A page to redistribute words
Love calls out
For love to be returned
Without the return of love
It is no longer love
It may once have been love
But it is love no more
Which I accept
Which I struggle to accept
What I fail to see
What I have failed to see
What I have chosen to see
I have also chosen not to see
I walk slowly, I walk slowly
Jealousy is the most hideous withering evil
It finds a rose tree and leaves a stick
I was jealous, I am jealous
No matter how you call out to jealousy
Jealousy does not ever go away
We live with our eyes wide open
Hubert van Zeller
As also she relegated me
Yet a page here to chase her
A page to redistribute words
Love calls out
For love to be returned
Without the return of love
It is no longer love
It may once have been love
But it is love no more
Which I accept
Which I struggle to accept
What I fail to see
What I have failed to see
What I have chosen to see
I have also chosen not to see
I walk slowly, I walk slowly
Jealousy is the most hideous withering evil
It finds a rose tree and leaves a stick
I was jealous, I am jealous
No matter how you call out to jealousy
Jealousy does not ever go away
We live with our eyes wide open
Hubert van Zeller
Wednesday, 18 December 2019
Undercover
I did not find that deeper place
There you go now
Giving up already
I did not touch her face no more
Be away with you
You never even tried
I did see a majestic sky
Out to the west
Miles and miles away
Oh give over with you now
To be sure you had a camera
And probably a tripod
But it is beyond the face
Beyond the sky
That I am looking for
You know, that nothingness
Which is rammed full
Of meaning
You’d be wanting not a little ecstasy
I shouldn’t wonder
But you have to go a fair way for that
There you go now
Giving up already
I did not touch her face no more
Be away with you
You never even tried
I did see a majestic sky
Out to the west
Miles and miles away
Oh give over with you now
To be sure you had a camera
And probably a tripod
But it is beyond the face
Beyond the sky
That I am looking for
You know, that nothingness
Which is rammed full
Of meaning
You’d be wanting not a little ecstasy
I shouldn’t wonder
But you have to go a fair way for that
Tuesday, 17 December 2019
By Our Side
I lay with you, I lay with you
I lay with you tonight
I stay with you, I stay with you
I stay with you till light
As rivers flow, with signs to go
There is a place to be
For oceans swell, with waves that tell
There is a source indeed
Where picture cards are played so hard
To find a way for angst to cease
Let us be free, in time with me
Before the county line treatises
I lay with you, I lay with you
I lay with you tonight
I stay with you, I stay with you
I stay with you till light
As woodlands grow, to shelter so
There is a clearing in there too
As birch with branch this life of chance
Is somewhat a useful threat to lead
Where dice do roll our stories unfold
There will be a well worn crease
Let you be free, in line with me
Beyond the county line treatises
I lay with you, I lay with you
I lay with you tonight
I stay with you, I stay with you
I stay with you till light
I lay with you tonight
I stay with you, I stay with you
I stay with you till light
As rivers flow, with signs to go
There is a place to be
For oceans swell, with waves that tell
There is a source indeed
Where picture cards are played so hard
To find a way for angst to cease
Let us be free, in time with me
Before the county line treatises
I lay with you, I lay with you
I lay with you tonight
I stay with you, I stay with you
I stay with you till light
As woodlands grow, to shelter so
There is a clearing in there too
As birch with branch this life of chance
Is somewhat a useful threat to lead
Where dice do roll our stories unfold
There will be a well worn crease
Let you be free, in line with me
Beyond the county line treatises
I lay with you, I lay with you
I lay with you tonight
I stay with you, I stay with you
I stay with you till light
Monday, 16 December 2019
All Dressed Up With Nowhere To Go
Peace be with you
As you receive
Peace be with you
As you taste, as you play
Eight monks
Five in white
One of which, the elder
Has tangerine trimmings
Ten in the congregation
Only I did not go forwards
For the sacrament
Peace be with you as you play
A piece of theatre, stage direction
By the guy who did say:
Same as it’s ever been
But each year one less monk
This time the absent one
Was the big, miserable looking chap
Who went out into the dry night
With an umbrella
As you receive
Peace be with you
As you taste, as you play
Eight monks
Five in white
One of which, the elder
Has tangerine trimmings
Ten in the congregation
Only I did not go forwards
For the sacrament
Peace be with you as you play
A piece of theatre, stage direction
By the guy who did say:
Same as it’s ever been
But each year one less monk
This time the absent one
Was the big, miserable looking chap
Who went out into the dry night
With an umbrella
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