Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Kit Kelen #250 - this is an order


250
this is an order

easy does it

do the thing
that makes you feel
that you're getting there

getting where you want to be

(you can work that one out
along the way)

just take things
a step at a time
listen
look about

and steady on

everything is still to do
but don't get dizzy
with it

first thing
howsabout stretch for an hour?
or ride the boundaries?
check things out

the day is lapping at your feet
just dip in one toe to test
then decide to wade or swim
you could just loll about

there's an order in which to take things
there's a tempo that's right for the day

cup of tea?
elevenses!
how'd-we-get-here-already?

the news breaks
and yes you'd be a fool not to know
but how much do you need of it?

on the other channel
the cello concerto
the one you've not heard before
and under that the heart
your own
you hear it when the music stops
and then you see the birds
the tree they've gathered
to the sky
you just have to look up

and there's other news
the senses give
and in the blood
that beats the brow
in cloud and rain come down
these all demand attention
aren't they just the truths of day?

then this calls for siesta!

so much honey stored away
how much of the stuff can you handle?

the poems on the shelves
all those paperbacks
turning to dust
but slowly slowly
like that snail
still climbing Mt Fuji
you can catch up
they make my day
and better than any that was before

there wasn't an emperor – China or Rome
with the benefit of Walt Whitman
or Dickinson
Grieg, Picasso
none of those kings saw The Wizard of Oz
it is true that you'll miss a lot in the future
but namedropping gets you nowhere

you have the pleasure to inhabit this moment
lifetimes could be lived in it

so many stories still on the shelf!
so many yet to be written!

sun's well past the yardarm now
so snifter is foretold

it's like that in a song
sets the tempo you can work to
walk to

here's a brush
or just sharp stick in the dust
so there is a shape to things
you make your own

picture today
could be a plan
tomorrow's plan's
a picture

distraction
yes there's always that
just when the phone's stopped ringing
they've invented these new ways to knock on your door
you wouldn't have thought
there were so many tracks
into your simple head

somebody wants to talk to you
just think if the conversation's worthwhile

the terrors of elsewhere
are certainly telling
what can you do?
there's something for sure
placard, donation
tell a friend
letter to the editor?

you can't do it all at once though
anyway not today
make a list
then you can cross something off

do the thing
makes you feel
that you're getting there

sit in a chair and read your ten pages
then you'll have done that

have a ponder
otherwise what was the point of the pages?

when you find yourself making a list of the lists
well maybe you've gone too far

it's not enough to say there's no hurry
lunch should have happened by now
wot-the-hell, call it dinner
tipple with it

this world is a whizz
how did it get to go faster and faster?
better smoke something to slow things down
or maybe there's a pill

a wonder anyone can sleep sometimes
so much going on

and in the scone
they keep finding more pathways each day
and the brain we thought was simply dying
turns out it expands as well
o m g! where will it end?
those hairs growing on the palm of your hand
that could be the new normal
get used to it!

get giddy with
you go to the doctor
and the doctor says
dizzy? you'd better sit down
was that worth the queue?
well, sometimes an interesting chat
while you wait

remember you're a doctor too
that's why I'm telling you

just take things a step at a time
listen
look about

steady on
don't get het

that's probably
about enough
for one day

now night lies curled up like a cat
and probably needs stroking so

the poem's too long
but we'll edit later
only so much
you do in a day
and they always get away

just about time for significant snooze
there's waiting-for-you other worlds
you just have to just have dream them up

just when you were feeling lazy
you see that you're really a workaholic!

please don't feel put upon by this 'you'
there's no need to take it personally

I'm just talking to myself again 





 

6 comments:

  1. "distraction
    yes there's always that
    just when the phone's stopped ringing
    they've invented these new ways to knock on your door
    you wouldn't have thought
    there were so many tracks
    into your simple head"

    Too many and not enough. Wonderful poem!

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  2. Great format... capturing what we're up against, in one whole day!

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