two poems here by a guest poet/artist/singer songwriter that i am pleased to claim as a friend tho we've never met face to face. his name is mick moss and he lives in england. i hope you enjoy them. they are" Funeral of a Dead Good Poet" and "Butterfly Rage"
Funeral of a Good Dead Poet
When your light had gone
We came to see you off
at the great sand stone edifice
battered by a bitter wind
and cold as death inside
the mock gothic vaulted cavernous space
echoed with appropriately poetic words
as poet followed writer followed poet
with tales of a life lived large
eulogy for a fat boy bullied
but creative and curious
who wanted to paint everything
even the paving slabs in Canning Street
who believed that communication was bigger
than the limitations of language
a trumpeter played a muted blues
the last jazz rites
and i thought of angry young men
rule breakers and risk takers
a generation who were among the first
to say "fuck you"
only eloquently
i misread the programme and could have sworn
" commendation " read " comedian "
one wouldn't have been out of place
as top turn after top turn read or played or sang
I wasn't the only one of the capacity crowd
who felt the desire to applaud
Roger McGough reminded us that Dylan Thomas begged us
not to go quietly when our light goes
I came away feeling
like I always do after a funeral
That they are not for the dead
nor about death
but for the living
and about life.
Butterfly Rage
In my English garden
a gentle summer breeze
as a delicate little butterfly
fluttered on a rose
It cost a fortune
to rebuild my house
in the Caribbean
so i squashed
the little bastard.
(there's a good explaination for this poem. you can ask mick himself. )
mick's website with links to his songs, artwork etc. is www.geocities.com/emcsquareduk
i'm hoping for more of my fellow poets to allow me to post a few of their works here as well.
just waiting for some e-mail replies.
hope you enjoyed mick's poems.
he's a keeper.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
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