So come with me and pray with me
In washing, cleansing rain
Lay out thy sins and find within
A blessing for your pain
POPCORN HOT DAY
Hedge cut, rose bush trimmed
Seeds, nuts, water for birds to drink
Water wings, paddling pool
ready for dipping
Strawberries and cream
fresh from the fridge
A sweltering night, dripping sweat
No wind today,
no clouds in a pastel blue sky
Only smoking barbecue drifts
Bites into burgers and roasted fish
As laughter echoes through searing heat
Sound is dulled,
glancing mirage of rain downhill
Sunlight prickles, reddens lighter skins
Fluttering grandma’s fan bought 1976
Concrete popcorn hot,
ground cracked, parched
Hosepipe ban as rivers run dry
James Brown rasps
It’s hot, popcorn hot
END GAME
Stained pages are turned
Charged words from to learn
So life fritters by
As men toil and men die
Some fight for a cause
Some have no cause to call
‘Cept to bring world to ruin
By the things they love doing … to you
FEEL IT
Love me through the pain and sorrow
Love me like there’s no tomorrow
You sense that I’ll be good for you
And you know I feel it too
Kiss away the hurt and shame
Set the river running in the rain
Whispering our secret names
Off your knees when you’re done praying
Take me through the night, the day
Here is where we need to stay
Chase the darkness through to light
Hold me close to make it right
Feel it, feeling as we do
One on one with you makes two
WAS LOVE EVER HERE?
Love, was it love
I gave to you, you gave to me
Love, was love ever here?
Impulses to feel, press our flesh;
You desperate to unload tension,
Me desperate for a little affection -
Habit forming dependency.
But was it love my darling
That I gave to you, you gave to me
My love, was love ever here?
Perplexing rushing hormones; instinctive
Exchange of needs, negotiating feels,
Bodies overriding what heart pleads.
The hunger that fills with emptiness,
A wallowing in sensual loneliness.
But was love ever really here my dear, dear,
Dearest love?
WORLDLY WIDE
The eye floats in a seething cauldron
Where aspirations melt and burn
As promises fritter as politic ashes
Pulverising; robbing food,
denying shelter
With a compensation of payday loans
Donating a trespass of debt
Wars simmer as the camel moves through
the needle’s eye
Simplicity’s anguish for the providence of nature; blighted
Signs light up the skies
without heed to alert
The demolition wages on while people
Grow poorer each ticking moment
Count the hours
as poisoned life-forms wither away
To the clamour of this carnivorous onslaught
Greed builds its austerity
Begetting sterility: a perishing future
The economy of life hangs in this demented balance
Wanting ...
WHAT IS THE EXACT TIME?
They asked the sun
They asked the moon
They asked the comets and the stars
But they all replied:
‘Only The Creator knows’
He told the fig tree
What? Not the quantum mechanics?
So they asked the fig tree
Whose answer was ripening
In the here, in the now …
In the knowing and the telling
But the fig tree’s only offering
Was to bear first fruits
for harvest time …
HEARTFELT
Through the maze of a myriad words
Afloat in this matrix
A refuge for recounting memories
Airing restless waves of repression
Tracing latent desires
and monolithic pauses
Till the reactive heart lays
its instinctive beat
And love repeals denial through a membrane of abstract sensing
Where impulsive rhythm soothes the hurt
... We form a conjunction
SILENT LIGHT
She laid her head in the crook of his neck
He kissed her forehead
She began to softly cry
He didn’t speak to ask why
Simply hugged her close
As her tears trickled down his arm
She fell asleep
He fell asleep
They woke to sunlight streaming through
the window pane
He carried her out to the apple tree
Set her back against its trunk
As the wind blew fragrant through the blossom
With the sweet scent on her breath
She breathed her last
in the afternoon shade
The odd ray of light filtering through the branches
He held her hands till they grew cold
Stroked her forehead before letting go
THE REALM
We created our own tempo,
without mass; no trace
You trail …
Moving through quantum oceans
In resonance, illumined in dreams
Neither life nor death
can contain this realm
Where love exists and heals
We break the code,
where secrets don’t exist
Simply one like this,
as time slips …
OTHER BOOKS BY
THE AUTHOR – Patricia L Graham
Flight of Fantasy Collection (2013) paperback and ebook
First Lost Risen (2013) paperback and ebook
A Rhythm of Life (2013) ebook
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