Friday, 3 February 2012

Poetry - A carousel of children

Brilliant Buddha sits high above

Clutching his shiny coins

He snatched from his begging bowl

Surrounded by flowers yellow and red

A carousel of children

Sit on, stand next to

A dizzying ride of horses

White and yellow draped with jewelled saddles

One boy, one girl, one boy alone

Watch wistfully apart from the rest

Gaping mouths of intent dragons

Water red and pink splashes

Over their green u-shaped bodies

Rocking back and forth guarding knowledge

A huge portal stands calling out

“Come, come” there are dead flowers

And cigarette butts on the other side

And a taste of freedom

Gargoyle George perched on a chest

Surveys the room and is at the ready

The red horse head is gone

The one from the movie “The Godfather”

It lays in a bed next to a man

Who will wake up at 10 a.m.

Witches’ balls blue and red, round and not round

Hang in the air helping George

They suspend like errant soldiers

With one eye open for evil

China birds and butterflies

Light up when anyone comes near

To playfully tug on their tails

Blue and yellow and red around

256 songs float through the air

From morning ‘til eve - one day

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