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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That Dragon Tattoo

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Toads a’ croaking
The sugarcane high
Fools rushing in
where the angels
fear to fly
Doors broken
thrown open
Eucalyptus trees
torn asunder
in the claws
of electric thunder
from a cyclonic breeze
Bells toll for the souls
strung out on the line
Then hung out to dry
in the doing of hard time
Yet not a word of goodbye
so what could I do ?
She gone with the man
with that dragon tattoo

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The Seasons

“It is something
to be deep
in the snow in Winter,
to be deep
in the yellow leaves
in Autumn,
to be deep
in the ripe wheat
in Summer,
to be deep
in the grass in Spring.”
~ Vincent van Gogh

In the shallows
just below
the translucent skin
of Spring
an opal blue explosion
awaiting
the grand thaw of awe
to begin
The riverbank
in springtime
A chestnut tree
in blossom
dances along
the sparkling spectrum
Under a sky rent by light
on a starry starry night
Is seeing too much
beyond your place in time
ever
and always
the crime?

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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

Curious Aquarius

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Curious Aquarius

Aquarius Curious
With the overflowing
from a crystal chalice
I am floating … carried
upon waters living
by the green pastures
Ares upon bended knee
where Leo lies
down with the lamb
What is to be
upon the wings of a dove
what has past
. . . forever
hope , faith , and love ,
the future true
with the Salvation Man

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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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