Paradise medley

 

1

Sky, high, bright:

like new paint

 

monsoon rushes

storm drain,

 

you, were in

my dream, again;

 

whispering

to spirits.

 

The house

was huge

 

floating corridor

hidden yards

 

the paysage

immense,

 

mountains sheer

& the dogs

 

ran free.

 

Me, I’ve

travelled

 

end to end

of this big

 

bright world

where the sun

 

stretches the

horizon.

 

*

 

2

 

Early morning

rain, washes

 

cloud cover;

 

hummingbird flits

while traffic jam

 

builds,

 

on the coast road

&  my tan, cools.

 

Blackbirds squabble

over fallen fruit

 

while the dark hawk

scoops its morning

 

prey.

 

*

 

3

 

It’s 6am

in paradise

 

sky streaked

gold,

 

& I

returned from dream

march the empty beach.

 

Everywhere the day

hangs, potent, waiting.

 

There are angels

at the gates

 

outspread wings

open,

 

to welcome.

 

 

 

 

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Tropical turbulence

 

Midnight,

& monsoon,

 

thunders on

tin roof

 

rides the gullies,

dark saturation:

 

mango tree

chatters

 

fruit rattles

like earrings

 

monkey silent

tail aloft.

 

Overhead fan

whirrs,

 

regurgitating

memories

 

best forgotten.

 

3am,  neighbours

party & the

 

coast road

 

growls like

distant thunder

 

I vacate

sleep.

 

 

 

Frangipani

 

Soul dips

to horizon

 

beneath

feet current

 

pulses aqua:

 

angel fish

graze skin

 

like striped

ghosts;

 

surf hard

over reef

 

black dots

of humanity

 

pinned;

 

& the waves

keep coming

 

lulling, lulling,

infinity’s curse.

 

Shush shush

shuffle,

 

ocean’s

soporific night

 

tumble:

 

you murmur,

bed strewn

 

with white

frangipani,

 

delicate,

sacred.