Word Maps

This was written whilst I was thinking a great deal about maps which are  mental concepts,though they may be depicted in atlases or in other ways depending on what they describe.A word is a map We need to feel reality through our senses.This is a problem with modern technology too It’s easy to read or write all day on your computer ,but not a goo d thing if you don’t have sensuous experience too.See,hear,sing,dance,touch,taste …take a chance,enjoy romance,dance.Glance,

A map’s a guide to find a world

Knitted by angels,plain or pearled,

And though you need a map as guide,

Keep your own eyes open wide.

I spent a year caught in a map

Until I found a big enough gap

I crawled out through this exit slit,

So here I am,like some half wit

Words can act like heroin,

You live so high ,where I have been.

But onto earth I gladly fall.

The air the sun the rain is all.

My senses are my lovers long-

My ears,my eyes,my skin my tongue.

The winds caress my naked flesh,

To dwell on earth is all I wish.

I’ll live with mice and birds and plants,

I’ll share my food with miscreants

I’ll keep my words inside a tin,

And only, now and then,go in.

I’ll live with cats and spiders three.

And like a wild flower grow quite free.

I’ ll give my words to those who hear,

And eventually I’ll disappear

Earth to earth then ash to ash

When soaked with rain I shall disperse.

My atoms wing like butterflies,

And to the Flower I’ll fly,disguised