Unseen Beauty

We all have Our own brand Of functional crazy A richness of confusion Don’t shoot your kettle Pigs in woodchips Sprawled across dark water Like the spawning moon Don’t sleep In the boot of your car Mcarthys child, salmon gilding Cold water of the brook And duck-egg skys I look forward to; Gardening in Greenland Mist drowning the sun Hills flowing like water And lamp lit dark Shrapnel erratic As a winged seabird Licked By a word storm Building unseen beauty Lingering limbs Soft as smoke I can’t throw Subtle shadows of moonlight The dangers of creation I am reading like a poet Are we but constructed of dust? Remembrance poppies oxidise To peaceful white Pillars of ice Cauldron Snout Frosted