ABOUT THE SKY #3

all the world under them
& space machines above

clouds of ivory & alabaster

& silver & slate & lead

are big like mountains

like moons 

like gods
& tell us 

be animal - be weather

scudding east & away
their friends to follow

in the savoy & bluebonnet 

of an opensource sky

YOU HAVE UNTIL THE BELL RINGS

if we discovered

sound & solid proof 

of eternal & rigid 

predestination

it would not

& could not

change anything at all

could it ?

~

please discuss
you have until the bell rings
& six foot of chalk for your slate

MEETING AT THE WHITE POST TREE

get a bottle

&

a carrier full of cans

go

out

in

a

field

&

kick the empties about

laugh at earth
laugh at its signs

&

roll crumble-flake-slate

up an easy tree

smoke till then its dark

& 
the world

is unmade 
is fresh again

those

were

the

days

young & before phones
meeting arranged
at 
the
white post tree

20 pences for the call box man
easy stay out till three

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DISCARDED TOYS & OTHER POPLINGS

time

is

in

its hardest light

waiting on antibiotics

to

kick

their

damn

selves

in


~

mirth free laughter

a discarded toy

foreign policy . . .

i got the 

downstream
creek bed
lost body blues

~

the years pass fast

shrink like violets

but the mornings -

long

slow

silt-fat dredge

to

the

luncheon

shore

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