Short Sallied Poems

Shirley sallied forth with another amusing quip
Does she never take life seriously? Asked stern face
I chose to ignore him, preferring Shirley every day
She is always joking, stern face said to another woman.
She did not reply either.
Shirley enters the lunchroom with fairy dust and magic sparkles
Stern Face brings in gravel and disgust....

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I tied a string to my tricycle handle.
In the basket, I placed a shining candle.  
From the other end, I tied a balloon. 
By hook and crook, I knew that one day soon, 
I'd be in the court of the Crimson King.  
But what would he offer - not a thing.
He sailed a walnut shell in the gutter,
floating like a boat without a rudder. 
So, I pedaled to the frozen North,
as my balloon and I sallied forth....

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The moth will rail against
the light,
beat wings to fracture glass
or extinguish flame;
life surrendered, uncomprehending,
and yet it loves the light.

The bat will fly against 
the night,
serrated form cleaving scars
on lunar face;
beating a path, no understanding,
and yet it loves the night.

I have raged against 
your light,
sallied words to wreak hurt,
to issue pain;
yet without reason, now I realise,
for, true, I love your light....

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