Gunpowder sky-sharks
Spun, crackled; are gone
‘Neath their magic sparks
We laughed, loved and shone.
But this is silver time
Passing on by –
Gunpowder sky-sharks
Spun, crackled; are gone
‘Neath their magic sparks
We laughed, loved and shone.
But this is silver time
Passing on by –
North wolf-door belongs
To the Devil in songs;
The dark iron-tree
Born of dead-sky-sea
Fell through fire, slate
Thick boar-skull plate
And dragon-crest helm
Into the Albion magic realm.
With savage shell-bone pride
Members of the dragonfly tribe
Carry a beautiful storm miracle
Below their flexible armour cages;
And aerobat on flicker-shine wings
That flatten the earths corners,
Bend the skies straightways up,
Fasten the sun in time and place.
Recognise the magic, please,
In the small hum-drum things;
Catch some contentment from the
Small, pleasant pulses of joy.
Photo: courtesy of www.bendigocc.blogspot.com
30/8/2013
The smiles were
Always pretty
And she said
“You are the son of a witch,
Brother to a vampire:
It’s no wonder you are crazy!”
The candles were
Soon gone
And she said
“I must have smoke,
I must use gold:
It’s no wonder you are crazy!”
Remaining days were
Travel-filled;
We danced
In a blaze of glory,
Kept the faith.
There’s a marvellous magic
to being crazy!
11/9/03
…and, in minus-colour
Desert reaches of night,
I have seen
The ever-bright
Lights of hope
That shine in the
Eyes of ghosts …
…and the glimmers
And dreams of
Angel queens, set to
Keep watch
Over us all.
14/10/2012
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