Thursday, 24 May 2012

At The End Of The Day

We should make the most of each day to its very end  if only because tomorrow is another story altogether...

Carpe Diem.


Sleepy sun like a yellow tee shirt
after a summer shower,
logo proclaiming peace and love;
songbirds on cue, soul of summer
bursting with pride and joy,
wishing us kind dreams and sleep

A pink glow infiltrating grey clouds,
tips of angels’ wings
spying out the lie of borrowed time;
jet lag moon among laid back stars
telling tales on our humanity
to fill a wide-awake media’s pockets

A grey squirrel turning over garbage
is quick to turn up its nose
at an envelope marked ‘Top Secret’;
kids trespassing on a new building site
unearth skulls, go-betweens
for this developer, that archaeologist

Night falls, harbinger of sleep waiting
in the wings, time’s hopeful
understudy groomed for second best;
world’s top rated spotted flogging
dead horses with Apollo’s customised
tee shirt, come Armageddon

[From: Tracking the Torchbearer by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2012]

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