Treasure Island

paul bamberger


vagrant history


old man
old dog
old sea
in the distance
a baby cries
*
she had enough of the garden and left
so it was we came into our own

being a holy man he would have none of it
passion bowed
*
she traveled alone to the north country
soon feared the journey

spiritual man showed up
said he'd show her the way

always the fool
he danced round the round of his worn out words

they say routine can get the better of a man
rumor is he didn't travel well
*
in the north towns were built
the people were worked hard

in the back streets rumor spread of terrible secrets
the lie givers assured it was only the wind wreaking its havoc

but people began to sweat
some made jokes


others took to the mountains
many looked to argue

the girl next door kept smiling said nothing
no one ever warned her

most kept working
built their towns into great cities
*
in the railway concourse of a modern city
an old woman sells flowers

a question hangs above the concourse
night trains arrive

night passengers step down
pause

hurry across the concourse
seldom buy flowers

and on the street above goodfellow dressed to kill
hustles what he can to the other guy

presses on
wife pregnant

sunday rage
can't shake it

wife pregnant again
take a second job

truth is they really never did take to each other
last time she saw him he was standing in the shadows off a busy intersection
asleep on his feet

*
the signs are still there
boys are still sent off to war

the savvy still bury their dead
and keep silent

the dead never lacking for paradox
still refusing to leave

and now they say the fish are all but gone
that in the arctic the white bear can no longer make the next ice flow
*
the lie givers stand their watch not for us
*
old man
old dog
old sea
in the distance a baby cries

Submitted: Saturday, June 30, 2012
Edited: Monday, July 09, 2012

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