Poetry

Thursday, 23 May 2019

Earthly moments


The trees are frosty
And the water starts
To kill me softly
In my warm, warm heart
And I need nothing
But the day to start
For I’m delaying
This chilling part

The crime is open
And my legs disappear
Someone has drawn
A chalk outline of when we were here
My heart is missing
And the wind whistles clear
Through the hole blown
By the bullet of your tear

Now I used to have you
But we screwed that up dear
The cows are lowing in the fields and the deer
Are always going where the dew is clear
In the mountains where the wild rivers steer

I used to know you
Like an itchy ear
I used to scratch you
Just show you my fear
Of ever losing what I used to hear
The beat of my chicken heart

I used to thatch the cottages around here
Be on the roofs with my straw brain
Leave me lightly, just leave me the rain
I’ll listen slightly in my door-way again

The token of yesterday is the key to today
We use it wisely to unlock the pain
I wanted nothing more from you than to say
That you love me again and again

I used to need you to pull me apart
You used to feed my cold, cold heart
I used to starve you just to let the process start
Of trying to drown you in the apple cart

I used to run through the market place
With everyone knowing me by my face
Now I’m in the stocks at midnight
I’m the great disgrace
Trying to call you out from your hiding place

Well you can hurl at me all your insults
You even as a churl tell me to revolt
Against the feudal lords who run this place
For we’re just peasants working by his grace

The crops are growing and I feel alive
The seeds are sowing and I know we’ll survive
It just been showing since the weather took a dive
A little water fell like manna from the skies

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