Emigre

Black of night

Before the light of dawn

Silence and stillness

Shares the warm welcome

As you remember

Also rising early

To see the pink-footed geese

To tread on the firm and frosted ground

Those higher plains

Of tied together emotions

Struggling to capture

What needed to be caught

Such that friendship

May be moved up

By a notch or two

To something other

Where love becomes lovers

Where distance pulls up close

Where heartache takes a step

Or a leap, into ecstatic joy

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Combustible

And so I shiver

In the cold chair

The radiator is stone cold

Yet I do have some warmth

From deep inside of me

Which presumably is generated

In the same way that the squirrel

Eats his nuts for energy

Stored throughout the winter

I drink warm tea

Surely that will stave off hypothermia

Yes, I do know that I am being melodramatic

But if don’t then who will

For haven’t you all

Got your own problems to deal with

Why should you care too too much about me

For this early rising poet

Isn’t it his own fault that he is cold

He could have stayed in his bed

In his warm, warm bed

Instead he feels the damp sensation

At the tip of his nostrils

Which whilst confirming that he is alive

Also it says something about the coldness

And isn’t that what the poet should do

Observe and record the nuances

Whilst everyone else, or most others

Are comfortably sleeping

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Additives

The day is more beautiful 

More beautiful for having risen early

The music is more wonderful

More wonderful for being in the here and now

Thank you for the shadows

Thank you for the paintings

Thank you for the sunlight

And all of that which it falls upon

The day is more peaceful

More peaceful with the daydreams

The music is more esoteric

More esoteric for Mind Instrumental playlist

Thank you for Olafur Arnolds 

Also A Good Day For An Airstrike

Thank you for British Sea Power

And Takumi Kaneko’s Unwind

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Polyphonic

It is not something which I have yet heard

Nor that I am too too clear how to deliver

Though I know it to be bound with repetition

And I know it to have interacting layers

Also, for sure, it will have a musical ring

I listen to a morning chant

The word Magnalam resonates with me

Which I learn means auspicious

Also of having good fortune, from the Sanskrit

More though for me the material things

Which I see all around me

The table lamp which casts a circular glow

The wood burner which exudes warmth

The double glazed windows and French doors

Which allow me to see the dawn rising

Also the mug of warm tea from which I drink

And the headphones which deliver music

From a computer, to my ears, then on to my soul

Out of the words come other words

Out of the ramble flows joy

Heading towards fulfilment

Offered up for no reason other:

And Magnalam

Light and heat and sound

Magnalam

Mind and body and soul

Magnalam 

Here and now and eternity

Magnalam 

Sitting and hearing and sensing

Magnalam,

Peace and truth and beauty

Magnalam 

Love of love of love

Magnalam 

Your benefit your welfare

Magnalam

My benefit my welfare

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Attitude

From my own observations I can confirm

That a lot of people struggle

With that walking thing

You yourself may be one of them

Almost everyone can walk

In one form or another

And those who can’t, or don’t

We treat with compassion

Or at least I would like to think so

You may believe otherwise

Though I would hope, as one of my readers

You would have sympathy for the less well off

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