Along the Fawn-Run Brook
Mist peels off
The autumn hedgerows
Where flies September-sensation
Sunup butterflies; swing-tottering on
Tattered flag parasail wings,
Which one of
All the characters that have
Lived behind this face,
inside this skin
Can honestly say
He saw the
True eyes of the owl?
Silver orbit-orbit light,
Pale-search revolver against
The Cold, dark-blue night.
This is the Reputation Island,
Cool cloudscape sundown bubbles
Rise and gurn like bad ogre’s
Thrice-warmed breakfast bean porridge:
Grey, unappetising but irresistible. Continue reading
Blond panther in beggar-black rain
Is pacing beautiful blue-silver
Dapple paths that stretch
From then to beyond
On velvet-whisper pads.
Unseen by even the cat,
Man, still-sitting on
Drum Back mountain stack
Watches it all unfold once again;
Hearing music in the
Tiny perfect silences,
Feeling tears drawn out
Of history’s eyes.
Scales of carbon grace
These day-bright dragons
Have geology’s patience
As they rest in squat-mode
They preen and purr at
One another, at shadow-clones.
Then, launched by a flash,
They growl orange and white,
Green and monster-black
By the first split-second corner.
In this fierce black-top fandango,
Sitting on the shoulders of every bend
Nike’s endorphin angels
Are urging you on.
Defiant speed and dare-jester balance
Are appropriate respect for tradition’s heroes
And the tomorrow-champions.
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