Your Birthday came yesterday

Memories deep and clear

Shadow images drifting

Whispering down the years.

Unexpected phone call

Number unknown

Stranger on the line

Hollow voice echoes

“I need help”

Tough time

Christmas/New Year time

Stops still time

Freeze frame

Sobs fly down the line

A lifeline.

Fleeting images

Slide into view

Photographic snapshots

The old woman

Struggling to bend

Posting newspapers

Through letterboxes

Houses filled to overflowing

With presents, glitter and gold

As she shuffles along

In her pink jacket and old leather shoes

Image burned into my memory

I blew a blessing

Unnoticed unseen

Prior to Christmas Eve.

Smudged stars
Silver moon
Clouds surround sun

Neptune weeps
Gaia sighs
Heart beats strong
Humans long

To thrum with the drum

Of Mother Earth

My sister Marjorie took a long walk

around the garden of my heart

Planting seeds of love

Witnessed by a pair of white doves

Fluttering above

I mused her lost words

Sounds that echo

Down the years

A silver sixpence

you are

Beautiful shining bright

Words echo from afar.

2020

Breath of life

Mother Earth,

cannot breathe

Knee on neck

Freeze framed

Life stilled

Killed.

Mysterious mist surrounds the space

Between me and the sky

Flashing fairy lights transmit halo

Image Mary when Jesus was born

Angelic crown

I need to lie down!

The beginning of a short imaginative story!

(irony, sad humour, observation}

To be read aloud.

__________________

Moaning Spec

Lived in a chick shed

but dreamt of becoming a Queen

She bought on the ‘peg’

Learnt how to dress

manipulate those unseen

Appeared on screen

Lapped up the cream

Only achieved second best

Hmmn what should she do?

Widen the view

Research the new

Spied a wandering Prince

Dreams could come true!

Working the fame

Using his name

Spec went out of view

Phew!

Baby arrived in a rush

everything went kaboosh

Princess Spec stamped bullied and screamed

leaned on the latest revues

But didn’t materialise her dream

centre of attention

Becoming A Queen!

Prince controlled

Spec specialised, created

celebrity escape

attempted to destroy the crown

Pushed herself very low down

Sad Prince entered the shed

and sat down

his crown fallen down

Royal seat now a low stool

Shoved in the hen shed.

Mark’s piece of art pierced my heart

Powerful, direct individuality

In control

Claws grip

Eyes glare

If you dare

Gaze upon a King.

Just dropping by

I miss you

Immeasurable

In time space

Gone in a blink

Drops of black ink

On pearl white.

Washed by the tide

Released