Down beneath the  silence of the sky

Startled by the lilac of the sky
More blue dilutes the pink I saw before
Dark branches stand like fingers pointing high

The little bay tree potted is too dry
I gave it drops of tea but it needs more
Entranced by  softest lilac ,oh, the sky

I see two trees have grown like Russian spies
They got stuck in and blossomed then I saw
Dark branches,unboned fingers pointing high

Elderberry,cherry, seeds  have strayed
Don’t tell us that  green Nature may have flaws
Enhanced by  lilac , darkening, goodbye

Soon will come the ending and the prayer
The drama is all done, if any care.
Dark branches ,boneless fingers, pointing high

We may live, but God it is that stares
Like the Langdale Pikes watch Windermere
Down beneath the  silence of the sky
Dark branches stand like judges  from on high

 

 

 

 

I seen the light

He hit me with a flying pan
No, he bit me  with a  jar of jam
No can

Do you have a sinner every night?
Not on Sundays

Where is the olive oil?
No, never boil
In coils

We liked apple pie  hot
Sorry, it leaves me cold
I say, stop!

My sister  is like a  triplet
We  miss the other one
Never met

Who reads books these  days?
The editors?
Google say?

Ted Hughes was gay?
So his sister says
Trying to illicitly advertise for  the dead now!

 

 

The way

I pretend my right arm belongs to someone else
Then I stroke my left arm gently
I know it’s not you
But I like it anyway

I saw the black cat slink away
I didn’t know he has been near me
Now he has gone
For today

In the night I heard a siren
Was it inside me or outside
I seemed to have no boundaries
What do you say?

At the hospital, they seemed angry
How long have my feet been deformed?
Since I was in the womb
Before that, I don’t know.

Why do I have to be normal?
Feet weren’t made for shoes
I might go to a blacksmith
Tell me the way