Pigeons in a hot sky
Morning comes
Molten sun
Casts sepia silhouettes
Surreal beauty
Wrought by an atmosphere
Fraught with death
Home in a couple of days
Where battered lungs
Complain for another week
Pigeons in a hot sky
Morning comes
Molten sun
Casts sepia silhouettes
Surreal beauty
Wrought by an atmosphere
Fraught with death
Home in a couple of days
Where battered lungs
Complain for another week
Grounded yet adrift
Betwixt and between
Tethered while untethered
Her beauty
Both fades and grows
Returning to the Earth
From which she once
Set out to sea
The cycle of life
Beautiful and cruel
Both to be found
In any single moment
This one nears the end
At which new life begins
A bit rickety
And in disrepair
Could use a fresh coat too
I tell myself every morning
Dragging this body out of bed
But it’s got a good number of years in it yet
Aground not grounded
Becoming one with the Earth
Ashes to Ashes
Life perseveres
Thrives
In a desert of salt and sand
The hands and minds
Of those who battle
Time and the elements
Might heed
The supple tenacity
Of adaptation
Or their deeds
Will surely
Perish
Such was her presence
She left eddies in the world
Long after she left
You, dear one
On your own stormy passage
Astride God’s wing
These waning days
Rising through your fall
Into His grace
Slowed in wit and voice
Ever keener of spirit
You ascend
Passing through
Deep featureless slumbers
Parting clouds offer
Fleeting glimpses of the love
Gathered ’round you
Then
With swift finality
Through the cloud
Into heaven’s azure
There to witness
God’s full blaze
And in His embrace
The lesser stars
Of those who’d passed
This way before
And there too
The One True Love
You’d lost so long ago
Now with God
He welcomes your return
To Love’s eternity
Tides and surf
Wash death’s remnants
Upon the shore
Autumn’s chill short days
Fell colourful leaves
To brown on forest floor
Nature makes no time
For funerals or grieving
In the cycle of life
Love and loss and mourning
Experiences of consciousness
Which is to say
When existence
Becomes conscious of itself
And learns to fear oblivion
A brittle star breaks
And within a few moments more
The 4 billion year legacy of life
That is my planet
Will be rendered to vapour and dust
As will I
And all I love
And all that loves me
Pity, that
But all I have in these final moments
Is love
Which I endeavour to take with me
Into eternity