Friday, March 23, 2018

Kit Kelen #812 - comes again


812
comes again

and after us

who knows what creeps in out of next

sky is over the road now
swimming with us here

all falling fresh
rain does a darkness in the day
and dampens all outside ambitions

that could be exciting
the grass will get away

one of those stay-in-bed jobs
though you might yet have to dig someone out

run ag pipe under the whole of the world
better to build on stumps

gravel the track to think through this
much too late for that

haven't we slept till this to now?
creek wakes

a voice to top it altogether
we're passengers of rhythm

it's come again
and after us

discover new places in the rain
always some hiding hole

and stood to attention
everyone stops for the parade
pay respects to the fallen
the falling
clouds to come

the school bus splashes through
ducks tuck in dark of it

no one barks
it's serious
full of prodigies
and omens!
this is the stuff foretold

and often eases for a breather
then buckets down again

it is a far flung better fall
than we have had long ages

still steaming where they
cattle stand
philosophize
to wash in such a sky

bones of us lie under
all well rinsed by now
you're everywhere in it

puddle boots muddy again
strike up a jungle
and sing!

somewhere all above this
a sun is shining now

No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.