Kathy Greethurst Poems

I dawdled on the path beside a farmer's fallow field, and
sat down in the shade of a giant chestnut tree,
to watch a red kite in full flight soaring overhead, and cry.
Weatherqueen's Angel sat beside me on the scorched earth,
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And there you sat in the sitting room,
like green bottles - with your Bibles open -
praying and waiting.
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Cornflower
Umber

Barefoot
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I go to the weir when the sluices are open
to listen to the white water roar.

In its dark,
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After Caravaggio

This morning, the Cardinal
came for your portrait.
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After Claude Francis Barry

The glitter ball spins
silver stars around the dream theatre.
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I walked within the walls of the clink-clink can
and sat down on an upturned crate.
I looked out of the paneless window at the turquoise sky
nailed up over Himalayan peaks.
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After Fyrdor Shurpin

That's him, there,
in the painting on the wall.
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After Anna-May Laugher

A streak of silver peeps out
from the bowl of the moon,
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For Danny

In a hotel in Kowloon,
I booked a reading
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