Matisse et Picasso

Hung on the wall

Of Gertrude’s flat

Son of a corn merchant

He needed to rationalise

He was very French

In his thought organisation

Force of a primal image

Nine months in the making

The manifestation of a manifestation

Life’s a beach

Man breaks free of nature

No clash

But an exchange of paintings

To seal their mutual respect

Courage in search for simplicity

To see the irreducible

In the other’s work

The idea of things

The team leader

A rider who says that

We ride together

Measure aesthetic ideals

The arabesque

The violin

The face

Constructed and deconstructed

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Impending Strength

I have an impatience
A desire for action
But should it be for meditation
Or should it be for poetry
Is it about monetisation
Or to settle my soul
Is it to take more out
Or to give something back

What is in the connection
Is it purely for the self
Or a gift to others
That they may gift me
It is good isn’t it
To witness joy
To be among conversation
To welcome community

Yes, to remember
There were troubled times
Also days when the lights shone
A good deal brighter
Welcome their words
Live in their moments
Be firm, yet fair
With their recognition

You also, yourself
Take it on the chin
Or into your heart
Knowing it to be, almost true

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Insecurities

Was I repaid for being loyal
Am I being repaid
For being unfaithful
Do these two distant partners
Share the thoughts in my mind

One sat beside the babbling brook
One tilted into the biting wind and rain
One certain to be uncertain
Then to push on out
Then to pull back in, towards the pain

Was all that ever happened
Managed by the justice
Did the shape and the flow simply be coy
For yes there was flow for sure
In those days and those nights of joy

And if it happened before
Whats to say it won’t happen again
Uncertain to be certain
Choose again to push on out
Choose again to pull back in, towards the pain

Where might the brighter light shine
Where will the lost in plain sight be found
Will the shape and the flow of the clue
Be anything but: yes I will survive
Despite my age and my own decrepitude

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Dial-Up

The number you called is busy
Why wouldn’t it be
Didn’t you half expect it

Still the number is busy
Did you really think that writing those three lines
Would free up the entire district

So give them fifteen minutes why don’t you
Your pain is only physical
Or of the bodies nerves in fractious felicitation

Surely you have your own method
Of calming your situation
Even if only on a temporary basis

There are seven others waiting to connect
There may be extra questions - a new system
Called care navigation is being introduced

Who chose the music which plays whilst on hold
And exactly what do they mean when they say
Your call will be answered shortly

One more person is waiting to connect
Am I that person
Or am I the one who is now making an appointment

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Wall Top Statue

Space left
A place found
In late afternoon

Counting, and counting again
The loaves and the fishes
The illnesses and the dreams

All colours and vibrations
Songs in the key of life
Once to have walked by the hedgerow
Once to make a snowman in the snow

Going now to another place
Where what is left is transient
Heading towards a loss of light

Shaping, and shaping again
The bounty and the cellar
The infirm and irreparable

All silencers and meditators
Pray for prayers in the shape of love
Once to have opened the door
Once to have made a welcome welcome

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