Shades of Junk

Junk in school
Junk on the street
Junk is lurking
every place
that people meet
There’s nowhere safe
Can you stand the heat?
Best be cool
and fast on your feet
Junk that cheats
and is hard to beat

Junk piling up
in every place
Landfills full
of fetid waste
A natural habitat
for the human race?
Cockroaches and rats
are where junk’s at
Junk is ‘it’
in cyberspace
Junk all across
the internet
Breadcrumbing junk
Catfishing a flunk
junk that’s funk
gone kaput
and goes kerplunk
What the junk

The relic
from a Junk museum
drunk on junk
upon a rickety podium
giving it a tweet
talking the junk
Hellbent and spiked
like a Cosbied drink
The pulpit subterranean
molten junk is flowing
Junk out of sight
Junk micturating
from a great height
upon the shuffling throng
where junk makes right
Junk opinions
everybody’s got one
Junk in fashion
worn with style and grace
Junk just happens
Junk’s in your face

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Just One Drop

JUST ONE DROP

A drop
that doesn’t fall
That arises
One for all
A death
that brings life
Just one drop
more than enough
In the silence
a friendly voice
I hear the call
Always a choice
Words of truth
that never fail
A drop of love
that doesn’t fall

Just one drop
of grace divine
suspended . . .
in the fullness of time
A door open
the word spoken
No witness silent
to a world of crime
Throughout the expanse
of infinite space
one drop of hope
for this human race

Words & Artwork:
~ david redpath © 2018

IMAGINESSENCE

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Can you measure
a bird of flight
by the weight
of a single feather ?
Can you look
into the face of a child
and not see
the deepest treasure ?
A time of purpose
beyond worldly surplus
the yet to be
hero of great valour
More precious
than gold or silver
that wide eyed innocence
The loving potential
of the truly essential
… Imaginessence

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The Ancient Paths

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Walking the ancient
paths of my forefathers
From penthouse
to the favela slums
Forever that gypsy hymn
petitioning heaven
for Kingdom to come
The right answer
even to the wrong question
Has maybe the baby
been thrown out
with your bathwater ?
Señorita, señor,
sing for me again
that sweet gypsy hymn
Desperate times
Sacred treasures
Give me
that old time religion
Walking the ancient paths
of my forefathers


‘Roll of Honour’

Words & Artwork:
~ david redpath © 2018

Photography: Linda Redpath

Gospel Radio

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Gospel Radio

Everybody desperate
tryin’ to make ends meet
Work all day
made to pay
keepin’ their arses
off the street
Alas, their lives
are incomplete

But don’t it make you
want to free your soul ?
Upright from wrong
… Gospel Radio
I heard Natalie Cole
singing sweet and soulful
on the radio
… that Gospel Radio

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