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An opportunity for some poems to see their first light of day. I hope they are enjoyed.
Three Devon River Sketches
I – All Things in Good Time
What's the stronger, stone or water?
Stone of course!
Only it's not,
Well, sort of, it's not.
The old feathers and bricks
But in a geological span,
And more subtle.
Superlatives extending, but each still describing
The same short, counter-intuitive truth –
All things in good time.
II – River
Meat and drink for the would-be poet
And 'do-it-yourself' philosopher.
Images etched onto the retina,
Then smoothed clean without a trace.
Breathed in with a smell you can taste.
A swirling soundscape absorbed through the ears
And then...... and then......
A lifetime of flat-pack furniture
And tee-total vegetarianism
III – River Walk
is to find
A Broad View
Marshland, reed-swamp, sedge fen and carr –
Old memories realigned.
That wind among thickets,
Through the mud's ooze and endless seep.
Uttered with voices wrung from the gullet,
Or hauled into plain sight, diminishing.
Skulks the eel-woven shallows
With perfected fixation and a throatful of reeds.
And realised, perhaps, in a magnesium flash,
Searing the memory.
Small mysteries threading the eye
And the layers set down, redeemed and redefined.