Just Friends

Dog-sleds over wild white ice

Old stones standing

Celtic moons and sun-cleared stretch of beach

Ocean’s pass and stars so high

All of this

And anything

Contentment included

Quite neatly encapsulated

With all the space she needs between

To catch a snatch of fulfilment

All of this

All she has and I can’t give her

There is a soul I spoke to once

Who since became a colleague

In silk she was

And all her blueness beguiled

“Don’t you look wonderful” I said

And stood there

Now she sits in garden, free to think

And gather tulips,

He planted these,

And she

Has everything

AS

So Long Ago

Lucretius tells me

The steady drip of water

Rain falling

Wears away the stone

Forms a bowl

All natural

I sit here

And I, wonder

AS

No Longer

At the hands of cruel parents,

it said,

The stone that stands

inside her mind

and she cries

“All the lives I’ve saved,”

she says

Seem unsung nothings in the moment

of the news

A small child,

A boys frail limbs,

One dead girl

Headlines – it is time

We cast it hard in stone,

she said

AS

Working (is it?)

Investment tokens

That’s all you get

Nothing to spend

Nothing to actually spend

A monthly deposit

A transitory amount

In and out – In and out

Figures..........doesn’t it

She is allotting it for purchasing

In advance; committing it

She or he committed, (should be),

For living so un-free

“That’s the next thing”

Plus the electronic divisions disappearing,

Paying off the ‘last thing’

Aspects; sub-divisions of your

Imaginary income

Coming in, going off again

Nothing

Nothing that relates to employment

Bring back the weekly

Bring back folding money

Packet – in, this way of living

Time was, - we got cash

All nicely folded – in grease-proof

Ours to allot – and actually go out with

We earned this. It lasts us.

Week by week by week by

Bloody hard working week

We earned

We did something

Earned something

Folding money

Folding money

Our week’s worth

Folding it and feeling free

AS

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