Saturday, 30 September 2017

Arthur in hospital

Little freckle
Fallen smile
Innocent bubble
Made of light

Precious treasure
breath of God
Perfumed essence
Constant mirage

O your beauty
Like a triptych
O your presence
Gentle feather

You are made
Of jam and biscuits
There's a meadow
In your soul

You are more
Than grass beatific
Greater lesser
Than a seed

You are lovely
Peeled and scented
Lavish pumpkin
So tremendous

God I love you
Elementally
Like the air loves
Sparks and thunder

Yet I hate it
When you're poorly
Sad and lonely
In hospital

But I know you're
Brave and cheery
Mummy sends her
Love to you

Your spark vibrates
In cobalt oceans
And the ocean
Cannot quench it

You're so small
bright as Jesus
All the world
Meets in your eyes

Little freckle
When you leave us
Shedding petals
My heart freezes

Like the end
of paradise.


01/10/17



Pic: Israel. 























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