let us try brave resolve
till tongues untwisted
doing the ritual whisp
where found its rhythm in the breeze --
cocked back like a hammer
cutting through the silence
was the creaking of an open palm.

would you like to go for a swim?
it is cold and it is dark
but parts of us dispersed
across the eavesdropping tide
makes for a wonderful place to drown.

...

a secret is like a burden,
when it is shared, it is halved.

Eign Morn

Brave little robin,
Strident breasted,
Gilded in courage
Struts against the cruel steel of the north.

Kingsfisher Knight,
Aquamarine dash,
Lethal splash, strikes
Through moist mist whispers on ponds.

Determined ducks,
Arrowed against austerity,
Sweep surely out;
Scything sharply beneath cloy clouds.

Careful coot,
Cowering under overhang,
covets cache,
In languid reeds with haste hidden.

Managed man
Meanders among majesty,
Out of scene,
Observing gentle, cyclic savagery.

The Leaving

It’s six thirty three,
The alarm: a frigid banshee.
My key:
Lost in a beneath-bed puzzle.

Arrive at work,
My space: lost to a ****.
His Merck:
Here and defining late.

This meeting,
Tabled folk: my business ring.
Anything:
Is better than this?

It’s ten thirty,
The boss: success thirsty.
*****:
No ethics for this race.

It’s twelve forty five,
Salad: on this we thrive.
I skive:
Long lunch for Sue.

Two forty one,
My work: nowhere to run.
Begun:
Disenfranchisement.

By five twenty two,
Morals: ***** you.
Their glue:
Rinsed away by rain.

It’s now 6.08
Life: It can’t now wait.
Free state:
Leaving feels good!