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'Intervention'.
Out of the Dark
Back into the Dark
No light between -
Only a few snatched heartbeats.
Now
an age of breaking down
Returning to the matrix,
Muscle and bone to humus
Molecules to atoms.
We saw the other
side of your darkness
We saw the light you did not see -
It was blood and pain
Grunting, sweating at the taut lines
Your
body the rag tied in the war rope,
Your death the line we fought to stamp and go from.
What have you missed ?
The
Sun, the Moon, the Meadow
and the Knife.
Now you lie in Earth's Intervention
Whilst your mother harvests
Another
body from the grass.
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Puzzle Poems.
Shore Remnants.
Leaves -
the last of Summer. Why so stranded in one place?
Red rubber glove - supplication
from the sand and water (fresh).
Doll: headless, legless - an arm raised to
salute (the Dead).
The hand is cold - damp as a shroud.
Figures on the beach retain their clarity at a great distance
Despite
the smokey Autumn haze - do they retain their island
Individuality or are
they pegs on a shifting board?
Time slows on the beach and the tide is a long
hour from the turn.
Without the sea, all senses flatten - beaten down by a
silver sun.
Even the sky is flat, held up by pillars of cumulus on the Horizon.
My shadow slides before me - leaves no footprints to show
That
two of us passed this way.
The Pill has banished the crowding condoms from
the sea drift - there are few to
Mimic pale bladderwrack, defending Their
small, sterile pools against the salt ocean.
The sensuous sea basks awaiting
the Moon's call.
Gulls study their reflexions - surprised, they leap up and
cry out.
The shore lengthens towards tomorrow.
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