Light
(For Joyce Meyer)
A golden tinge pierces
The still air breathes
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We are in a match
And you call the shots
I’m the captive of your soul
Steady your heart
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In frightened gallops
Against allotted time
I fumble for words
With chances throttled
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For a moment I thought it was her
I stayed with Time
Just a trick of the mind
No passer-by turns to glimpse at me anymore
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Must you drive my centre away
And tilt my balance?
My little toe cries
And moves to tears
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To tease the body like Orlando
And ease the mind like Virginia
It’s between the acts
To the lighthouse the waves tower
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Death – follows me
A shadow of a friendly dog
Who wags his tail
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Out in my garden
A vengeance strange – displayed
Deadly blue pellets – sprayed
To lure and kill the slugs
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Just a poem;
I’ve said that a million times
Till the scabs have fallen off
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Once a room in garden grew
Brilliant like the sunflower, I knew
At sundown her cosy corner shone
Wearing a rosy look that charmed
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