Notes on a Meditation

On a bench in a park

in a distant corner of a city

a solitary figure sits

lost in a labyrinth of memories;

Thoughts traverse the long distances

between the days each one in turn

a palimpsest of the one before;

Perhaps if he recites the special words

in their correct order three times

quickly with his eyes shut,

then he’ll hear again the sounds of,

a harbour,

the keening and crying of gulls,

children playing in the sand;

Perhaps if he can make any word

mean anything at any given time

to anyone then he’ll see again,

the colour of summer parasols

twirling in rhythm to familiar

melodies from the bandstand;

a solitary figure sits in a park

on a bench in a distant corner of

a city lost in the memories of a labyrinth.

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Disturbed

When you know that
there is someone there,
in the half-light of evening
behind the curtain
staring,
staring
at life as it ebbs
and flows outside,
outside;
Your time is fading
as they stare,
only time will tell
who is there,
staring,
staring
at your life as it
flows and ebbs
outside,
outside
where others pass and are unaware
that there is someone
behind the curtain
staring,
staring at them too,
but they don’t care,
it’s only you.

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A Nocturne & Several Impossibilities

Of all the rooms in your parents’ house,

there is now one which

you’ll never enter again,

nor see within those

mementoes that once

signified your childhood;

There are now some days hidden from you,

that can no longer be retrieved

by searching for them in your diary;

And in the early hours of morning,

the words to a melody

that haunts your thoughts,

are now lost beyond recall

forever.

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An Empty Evening & Other Concerns

Of all your books in the library,
there is now one that
you’ll never read again,
nor reacquaint yourself with
the travails of its hero on whom
you copied your life
as a palimpsest;
Of all the faces
outside in the crowded plaza,
there is now one that
you’ll never see again,
either in the bright day time
nor in the evening as once
upon an enchanted one
when you first saw her;
There is amongst all of the
labyrinthine streets of the city
one you’ll never traverse again
that once led you into that wider world;
And in the morning to come,
your mirror will be expecting you,
in vain.

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Weather Outlook

We’re wistfully watching whilst

waiting in Winter,

wondering when the warmer

weather will wind its way back.

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Notes on the Dreams of Dust

 

We gaze upon ourselves

 

as we die each day

 

the slow death of days,

 

the long days

 

of circumspection

 

unspoken remorse;

 

cryptic clues

 

to understanding

 

the vastness of

 

the futility of all

 

endeavour committed

 

so naively to an

 

enterprise of certain failure;

 

for some of us at least

 

the day is now over,

 

the dust settled.

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Of Clocks and Faces

There are clocks older than time,

that would show us how little of it

there is left to spend,

were we only capable of

deciphering their numerals

we might hasten more

linger less decide sooner

hesitate only when we are done;

There are faces staring

into mirrors devoid

of any expectations,

their inscrutable reflections refusing

to conform to any predetermined

notions of content or structure;

the staring faces see nothing

not even themselves.

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