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Monday, 18 January 2021

List Works

Where is the warmth

Where is the water

Where is the journey

Where is the destination 

Where is the shelter


Might I find warmth

In the steam room, in the sauna

Might I find water

In the pool, in the jacuzzi 

Might I drive


Along the main roads, along the back roads

Might I reach

The hotel, the health spa

Might I say a few words there

To engage my accommodation


Where is the inspiration

Where is the purpose

Where is the beauty of the discharge

Where is the joy of nature

Where is the truth of love


Might I find inspiration

In the going, in the being

Might I find purpose

In the words I am writing

Might I find the beauty by being discharged


In the past, in the present, in the future

Might I find joy

In the walking, in the seeing

Might I find the truth of love

In those arms, in those monastic quarters



Sunday, 17 January 2021

Flight Checker

The island left me

As I left the island

The island always left me

As always I left the island


The island welcomed me

As I welcomed the island

The island always welcomed me

As always I welcomed the island


Why fly so far

Why not fly more often

Why fly so far

Why not fly somewhere closer


Why not fly somewhere closer

Why not fly more often

Why fly so far

Why fly so far


That then

To be the answer

Why not fly altogether closer

Why not fly away, way more often 


Saturday, 16 January 2021

Packaged Closure

Day of departure

Already checking calendars

For the next break

Or simply to see

What the immediate future

As well as a little more distant

Holds in store


To leave this Ibiza island

To fly to island England

From warm to cool

From light to dark

From being in another’s place

To being in our own space

Back at home


All is calm

(Except for me)

All runs like clockwork

(Except for me)

All is reasoned, reasonable

(Which I go along with)

There is to be a new beginning


 

Friday, 15 January 2021

Indeterminate

I do not know the answer to that

I do not know the answer to so so many things


Yet I do get by

I live a passable life

An enjoyable life

A life of many pleasures


I do not know the Bible

Or the rules of English Grammar


Yet I do make my own joy

With a word or two

Here, or there

If for nothing else other than to remind me


I do not know the seven this’s

Or the fourteen thats’s


Yet I argue with myself

Have mood swings

Weekly, daily, hourly

Even right now, in the moment


I do not know why that should be

I do not know why that is



Thursday, 14 January 2021

Brightness

A few lux less of light

Half-dark

To prevent shade or shadow


Yet blue sky

To the North, or South

Either way over the treetops


Water falls

To dance

On the already fallen waters


The limestone white tiled

Turquoise pool

Overflows to recirculation


Artificial illumination

Is set back, behind

Pelmets, behind architraves


A few lux more

Yet using way less energy

Than a decade ago