I learned many years ago, the name of
police - in Welsh, and walking ‘cross the
mountains, through the valleys; through
and though, I found a better way.
What at first appeared as mere fiction
she taught me was the ways of old, and
I having no better clue; I went with it --
Oh the fool
such a noble name we gave it / a precious pet among sparrow stars / dead in deeds unimaginable / a fire-breathing door adancing / I kneel before the name of names / the humble among the humblings / the one from outside the universe of ours / a crossing of many paths untreaded / such is the path ahead / such is the truth / such is the answer sought / such and such and thus: is jaysome
note to self: it could be argued that celebrating another completed assignment with a bottle of cheap plonk, a slightly over-cooked steak and chips swimming in pepper sauce could by some be seen as predicting the marks: the never-ending tinkering of the poem drained it of all the juices; your evident struggle to explain how the poem came to be, with bits of it floating atop the battled sea of dreams
one hundred and fifty-two words scattered
across thirteen lines,
four stanzas of near-rhyme chimes,
poetry subjected
poetry objected
poetry unmarked;
thus far
