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 jaws
a cyclonic breeze
Bells toll for the souls
strung out on the line
Then hung out to dry
whilst doing the 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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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