Saturday 28 December 2019

a start in life


a start in life
you’ll never be half the man your father is

covered in oil 
make strokes for the lifeboat

when the ship went down 
you were all alone with the life belt of marriage

exchanged the float for 
the trawl net of the growing harvest of time

how the surface glitters
from below keeping it just in sight - just 

as the bell curve blows 
it is downhill all the way now

how strange it is that
downhill bursts the surface on the way to the stars

look down
see the undulating landscape of the past

the mists in the sunshine 
the dark hallows where the dew on the mirror runs black 

is this it then
is it all over now that it has just begun

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