I banged my head
on the sky, today;
I was just minding my own business,
and, ‘Hey!’
I was stunned for a moment,
then continued right on,
and banged it again,
and again, and again, and again;
it wasn’t easy going,
what with the hurt and the pain.
I finally stopped, gave in,
mopped my bleeding brow;
and here I stand,
uncertainly wondering
about what to do now.
Where are the seagulls?
I saw them
up
in the sky
swooping
flying so gracefully by
coming in close
and then climbing so high
where are the seagulls
that I photographed…
…was there
only
sky?
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At the start is ‘At’,
and in the middle is ‘mid’
the end word is ‘end’.
Ancestors
My ancestors were
agricultural labourers
and fisherfolk.
They tilled the land,
and toiled on the sea,
and their children’s children’s children
helped give birth to me.
And I fell out of my ancestree
Three is a Magic number;
four is one more than three;
five is two more than three, and one more than four;
five and four— I’m sorry, this has become something of a numbers thing; and, if you’re not really into numbers, or poetry, then this probably isn’t ‘your’ thing…
anyway, for those of you that like 4002÷7 (which, incidentally, is still quite a large number)
I shall continue…
five and four make nine,
most of the time; but, possibly not
in a nonsense rhyme.
Six minus seven makes toffee.
Where are the negative numbers when you need them?
Later…
… a three walks into Bar 15 five times.
A New Moon?
A Blue Moon, on which to croon?
A Honey Moon for two moon?
A Jelly Moon that sets ‘too’ soon – or, not at all?
No Moon?
Or a Poet’s Moon? (which is a Rhymer’s moon,
that shines in June).
An Old Timer’s Moon, that isn’t the same as once it was, and you don’t know why – it’s just, because!
A Gibbon’s Moon, which is like a Gibbous Moon, but, spelt differently, as is Gibboon.
Or, do you have more than one Moon?
numbering from two to a thousand,
which would surely be a sight to make a statue of Hecate swoon?
A Moon made of Cheese?
Moons strung up in threes? like a slimmed down Newton’s Cradle.
Or a Moon in the shape of a ladle?
Not all Moon’s have to be round;
some, it has been surmised (but has never been found) could be square like a cube;
or long, hollow, and thin, like a tube.
Moons that have planets orbit them, reversing the roles?
And Moons with holes? Already prepared for the planting of poles – from which flags could wave in the windless atmosphere, of a New World not quite so Brave.
Any Moon in a storm,
would not really be the norm,
but with just the one between us and the Sun…
NB Other Moons are readily available: Button Moons, Harvest Moons, and so on… G:)
A Haiku for You
seems to me a bargain swap –
I shall miss you lots.
Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory has been melted down;
the Iron Man has been smelted – frown;
Stig of the Dump has had something of a silent career
in a television program called top gear
And ‘High Noon V’ is a movie hit, the producers, they high-fived it; although it was a remake, of a remake, of a remake… of a remake,
it was every bit as good as the first; but, not quite.
And the new release of the film ‘A Man With No Name’ was pretty much the same, except the title character had a given name, he was called Thomas, for many unknown reasons –
perhaps he is man for all seasons.
All this and more,
although what it means,
I am totally unsure.
I wrote it,
and you can quote it –
if you want to.
PS I found out whilst writing this that there is, strangely, a connection between ‘High Noon’ and ‘A Man For All Seasons’ that just happened to be – weird indeed! G:)
Many moonbeams ago,
in a land
where a reluctant ‘Yes’
meant a definite ‘No!’
a Poon-ji-ba stood
by the side of a stream,
as if in a dream,
until it was time
for it to go.
Wanted: Criminal;
last seen running away fast –
in stolen trainers.
