Till life do us part
A warbling note, suspended in air,
Gravity its prepaid fare.
Veins expanded, twinned cells green,
Blue lids blink blind at nature's scene.
The verse is written (now) and seems
Emboldened by the spotlight's beams,
Above reproach, beyond reversal,
Ordained, as death is, universal.
And what must come is washed in brine,
Mottled by discordant time.
Vulgar, vital insatiety -
A broad riposte to mute sobriety.
Harmonics, incidentals - friends
will dream of meeting lovers' ends.
Pallid, exposed and gone to seed,
We come to rest a breakneck speed.
With poems, gingerly, we entreat,
Then with petitions, then receipts.
Our dream selves stand aloof, aloft,
Smiles duplicitous, organs soft.
Denying endgame, we begin.
I kiss the scar across your wing,
Forgetting already what we have begun,
Drawing our strength from the same guileless sun.
(Another from my son Cam.)