When I walk
I think –
Or, at least,
I think
I think.
Or, do I?
Staring at blue skies
is hardly committing my brain
to the act of work.
And putting words together
in a stream of consciousness
could be done
by anyone.
I consider the big issues,
the pertinent topics,
the—
and, then, I see
a butterfly,
and my thoughts turn,
on a sixpence,
to the trivial,
the trite…
the aerodynamics
of a butterfly’s flight…
which, thing, actually,
isn’t trivial,
or trite –
am I right?
Well, am I?
I found a mag
in my pie –
I don’t know how it got there,
I fail to know the reason why,
that, on such a day as this,
there is a mag
within my pie.
Two black blackbirds
with bright yellow beaks
were sat, discussing poetry,
philosophy,
and The Company of Leeks’.
The first black blackbird,
commented thus,
‘If I could come back,
through the myth of reincarnation,
I’d like to be a bus.’
The second black blackbird,
Unfalteringly replied,
‘Fare’s fair: ‘tickets please!’,
‘A little less fuss!’
‘Please move further inside!’ ‘
A wizened owl,
perched close by,
considered the words,
elucidating the wisdom
from the warblings of birds.
I saw another
and another
in a hedgerow
but, not in a row,
randomly spread
out and about;
they caught my eye,
the colourous shades
made an impression,
so I
made a digression,
and took
a closer look.
I am not a man
with a master plan;
I don’t have the ability
to push a pram –
I don’t have a pram.
Even if I did have a pram
I would be loathe to push
a pram
with no occupant…
what sort of weirdly strange person
do you think I am?
Oh, that sort;
well, that’s fair enough, then.
Growing wild,
living free,
saffron waves
noticed by me;
I have no knowledge
of the make or model
I just love the colour –
would I love you half as much
if you were fifty percent duller?
‘Who are you?’ you ask;
‘I am the Village Idiom’,
I reply, smiling,
‘And I am over the moon
about the whole debacle.’
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