Saturday, 6 November 2010

98. Al-Rashid - Lighting the way

Suggests lighting the path, diamond, signal, soul - 'My heart
eaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky' Wordsworth

Richard of York

Seemingly fleeting,
seemingly fragile.

bright light

and spraying water
arcing reminders

of a mystical pot
and far-flung gold.

Coloured paths on a woodland sign say
there’s a way through the woods with stepping stones;
some blue ones heading west into a darkness
or a silver trail ahead into old light
or brown ones lopping out towards my right.

Right - all is solid,
ahead – future history,
left - a big mystery.
Now, time to choose

and early this morning, I drove East
as a new crimson sun caught my eyes;
rising up - a separation from land
- up, up and away, from god knows where.

A fission bomb, like clockwork,
ancient and unerringly emerging from the dark.


  1. Love your stuff John.It always seems so full of promise and never fails to deliver.

  2. A very big promiseA very big promise

  3. Very very cosmic. Loved it. Thanks so much for sharing your awesome work.

  4. I love the way you described the sunrise, very nice poem indeed.

  5. Provocative, serene, grace. Thanks for sharing.