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“Mindgames, Figs and a Dictionary”


Have you ever wondered 
where you’d be 
if there were absolutely no 
dictionaries?

You could make up almost any word
and give it any meaning.
Like Figs are jewels for chewing on
and words are really demons 
with angel wings 
to fly you straight towards the Light;

Mindgames become worlds 
without rules
prison cells have no bars, 
there exists no grubby plight, 
everyone’s pure, kind and bright 
no form or reason, just a new season

where new words 
erase stories already written;
bin that trash, all the trash 
that’s marked "Never to be Forgiven".
Teeth are beautiful pearls 
but not necessary in our world, 

it’s your Life that really counts, 
marks out your time here 
my beautiful girl;
Lefevre is just a name 
for boilermaker, 
who can warm a bath at night

Papillon’s just a big old butterfly 
that makes your smile take flight 
and mothers and daughters 
are always standing together, 
holding hands so very very tight,
it’s Love that’s Loyal, right? Well,

there is your greatest hidden might,
you, my sweet favourite Royal.

There are absolutely no more zoos;

spiderwebs and steel bars with locks
People could just be True.
Ink on pages turn into characters 
who dance with you all night,
and kittens in their cradles are keening,
“I Love you Mum, it’s alright.”

You could cast a spell 
on anyone who reads you
and they would love to steal your mind 
peel you like a juicy mango
swallow all your thoughts 
and dreams divine.

How would that be
if you could always 
be within me,
never far away apart
hear my thumping heart beat 
banging out glorious old rhyme…

explore the bejewelled wonders 
and spooky caverns of my mind
and you could take away 
with you forever,
whatever part you liked, 
from time to time.

I have drawn you several maps
they mark uncharted territory 
to discover when I’m a ghost;
I gift you all my kingdoms, 
a key to all my magic mazes 
I’ll forever be your haunting host

this I give you 
all my dimensions gleaming
strange and labyrinthine 
light and dark expanding
to all my kingdoms confounding
without conditions bled rebounding

Because I love you always, 
“The Most”
you the shining light
I deliver treasures from my heart 
made from the precious gold
mined from deepest deep dark night

Remember “Silver Fin”? 
Shall I tell you a story?
Says ghost to her light


(Lovejoy-Burton / December 2017)


"Mindgames" / Lennon
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