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17

the narrow path took a sudden turn
I pushed the main sail west
where tiny tugs push giant timbers
portside down shivering rivers
to the end of broken islands
and ravens who fall asleep
no more stealing noon day’s sun
havoc on the steel grey highway
I asked where to my friend
listen to the voice I pondered
every thought I overheard
across a midnight madness ocean
do not pay till two thousand five
among the smouldering fires
of rusted vacant castles
beached below a popular tide
of sentimental sediment
a land far away but not forgotten

18

red and white blue brickyard
mason masterpiece in gold
spires bold and towers clapping
to a moon swept melody above
tiny dots in tiny places
windmill arms are waving
watery graves say hello
to friend and stranger wandering
cloudy motives squandering
on orange day parades
the ripped off royal banner
every man’s soiled linen cover
red light sin of the fathers
mothers cry for daughters lost
my home and land of natives
took my childhood away

19

stand up I push some reason
speak the voice of knowledge soon
wisdom cries in pain
for the ears of man are suffering
silence drives his soul insane
paint the gesture gently
or scratch the surface mean
secret streams of unknown lovers
writing dusty letters in the sands
of time worn airborne trials
hastily drawn across a window
to hide the gossip eyes that stare
for want of intelligent care
pollute the shallow pools of laughter
the trough lies naked bare
I am only passing through I beckon
reckon hands might hold my voice
interrupt the bar code worship
tempting endless feast of fools

20

second hand books in second hand stores
recycled commentary on ages past
dead to weary travelers
who need to know what lies ahead
on the sweating stars in their bed
leave the portholes open
winds of doctrine blowing through
cleanse the green paved pastures
prepare a table in the wilderness
spirit river flowing mercy
feet that dance in tidal pools
harvest endless nights of joy
listen carefully to the evening minstrel
a song to carry me through
before I turn back again
to push the main sail east
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