Category Archives: understanding

Dog driving

 

DOG DRIVING

There is a dog’s head floating in my rear-view mirror
Musn’t get distracted while driving
But look again – how can an animated dog’s portrait
Find it’s way like a floating balloon?
I adjust at the traffic lights and stare more fully
Into the mirror
And then I see it is the glass in the car behind
that adds the transparent sun-kissed mirage-illusion of the body-less hound
It’s head actually stuck through the half lowered window
I try to see if there is a dog driving, according to these sun-staccato’d windows of deception.

Rescued

RESCUED
I stare at the wall
In the waiting room
Its raining outside
Heavily
A number of folks stand-by
The bus will leave soon
It means going out in the rain
My eyes wander
Other eyes stare at the wall
One pair of eyes wander
And as though synchronized
Both sets – land on the clock face
Five minutes to go
Soon it will be like we are rescued
When we reach the bus seats
Cause it rains cats (lions) and dogs (wolves).

The Pile

THE PILE
Things at the top of the pile
Things to the forefront
Things most popular
Most likes – most publicity
Most held views
Most educationists conclude…
Majority lifestyles
Everyday philosophy
Working down the pile now…
Another esteemed trend
Everybody doing it
That’s where they all go
Everybody is at this
The consensus has it…
The polls say…
We have long abandoned that…
The post-modernist view is…
Eclectic religious mix
Entering the last third of the pile…
Redundant – defunct – obsolete
Nothing down here to consider
The relegated view
At the bottom of the pile
Not popular to think that way anymore…
In the minority
We have moved-on now
It’s 2017
And last – and for some – the least…
The gospel of Jesus Christ.

But beyond the pile of popular belief – stands the hidden treasure – the incorruptible – the only true.
John 1/11:  He came to His own, and His own did not receive Him.…

 

Rhyme Walk

RHYME WALK

‘You are a spot on the ceiling of existence’
Too cold – try again
‘You are a cell in the kaleidoscope of history’
So so –  one more:
‘You are unique – and an individual specimen
of human kind’

You are a person as all person’s we be

One only is you
Never again is you
What will you do?

Can you spin like a top?
Can you cook in a pot?
Can you try harder next time?
Can you lie back and unwind?
Can you cause a storm?
Can you sleep in a dorm?

Norm – ally I wouldn’t ask you these things
But I am bringing it all back home
As we speak
So – rhyme just to ease your mind
I’m doing this to see what I find

I’m simply taking rhyme for a walk
(- as I allow myself this indulgence)
But really there ain’t much sense in my talk.

Now at this you might balk(?):
But I like the word-play game
Isn’t it a large part of the word domain?

None of this I hasten to add
Has any form of real wisdom
Or desirable worthwhile truth

I just like enjoying the pattern on the curtain
Of a Riddle’s-esque design

Colour enrichment
– with emotion – oft doth chime

………….

The language of truth and light
That’s a whole other ball game
No entertainment there
Just profound reverent awe of God

As the King of kings steps into the ring
against darkness
And fights to win your battle

Offering you His title:
Christ-one
To be received with thanks

But note – He is not mocked
in any shape or form

To Him I will answer –
But He is not too severe –
but severe still
towards all that destroys.

Glad I got here into something more
grave and profound

I lost the rhyme
but – true truth – has been found.

 

Friend for a season?

FRIEND FOR A SEASON?
(a Christian’s experience of new friends…)

Somebody took a chance on you
Took a chance that you were real and true

Somebody took a chance on you
That with all your profound talk
You were just ordinary and wouldn’t scoff

Wouldn’t use rough insensitive language
Whilst you gave your spiritual sandwich

They took a chance on you
On your sincerity and
despite your strongly held beliefs

Took a chance that you were warm and
not on a ‘superiority’ trip

They took a chance on you
and liked your friendship
even though their thoughts
went from
embrace to holding at arms length

They took a chance on you
but they haven’t been in touch lately…

I Corinthians 1/23 (Amplified)

Only art

ONLY ART

Choosin’ words choosin’ space
Choosin’ shapes and putting them in place
Stretching paper – pencil sharpened
Studious ponder – already disheartened?
Plow on – perspiration before inspiration
Then again – will thoughts produce celebration?
In poetic mode comes the message
Paper soaked with colour at the right percentage
All – endeavours to get something out
But its only art – without a doubt.

Out of Depression

OUT OF DEPRESSION

“Yes I know! – There you go!”
then – “goodbye”
the phone’s the gizmo
never before addressed with such info
but down the line the communication went
stirring inner ear vibrations in an accent
the ‘gossip’ about a girl’s success
passed from friend to friend with finesse
weeping with those who weep
rejoicing that they restored their beauty sleep
‘out of depression’ – I hear
glad they’re back up – to have it disappear
they were down, down, down – man
but something broke – they lost the ‘dead pan’
now they are fun to be around
a spring in their step – they’ve newly found
– down the gizmo – let all know
they are up and running
get’n on with their show.

Life’s Culture

Life’s Culture

We love the drum solo
We love the sound of those
harmonious chords
We like this song of quirky sound
We like this poem of balance and
rhythm and rhyme

Great voice –
these words work tenfold
over and
above the norm

Latch on to that saxophone –
how it curdles and percolates
the
coffee of sound

And now reach over and
turn up the volume
For that supremo –
of investigative jazz guitar

Oh Spanish one! How skilful
you play
What’s that you say?
No – haven’t heard of him –
but I will at weekend’s repose

Great work –
originality – is it a long lost word?
– time for it’s resurrection

Be bappa bappa ba –
bappa bappa ba…
Do you know that one?

Lend me that book would you?
The cover splurge stirs my interest

A new what shop? Record shop?
Wow! Back in time here we go…

See you in the restaurant with
my MP3’s
A slice of cake?
Hmmm no….

Paint me a picture – I want to
order one now
Money has unexpectedly arrived

So I will indulge myself
in one of your works.
Better still I will call up to see
them soon…

No I won’t ask how long it took
to paint
And last but not least –
make sure it’s in watercolour

The simple things in life
Lasting indentations on the brain.