Is there a metaphor?
So is it the rain that falls like mist
Light as a cobweb touch
Or runs in the roads and streams
Washes and gushes, blurs the pane
Trickle and river again and again
Or wind in the leaves, autumn skitter
Scatter and crunch, patter and pitter
Or softest of sighs, not much of a breath
Kaleidoscope tumble and shake
Or yet again holler and howl
Wolves in a chimney, pack?
Metaphors glitter all hung on a thread
Dew in the morning light
Though maybe it’s sun, or moon, or star
Bright and the darkness, phase and turn
Watery winter or summer burn
Should colour and clothe the abstract thought
Share it from heart to heart
Answer the question
What of love?
Could it conjure from deep to soaring heights
The gamut and rainbow run
All of the range from gentle to fierce?
Oh how will we hold the ineffable down
Capture the mystery
Is there a metaphor, power of words
Can picture for poetry’s sake
Love, the abstraction
Sweetest thing
Hold it and make it sing?
So is it the rain that falls like mist
Light as a cobweb touch
Or runs in the roads and streams
Washes and gushes, blurs the pane
Trickle and river again and again
Or wind in the leaves, autumn skitter
Scatter and crunch, patter and pitter
Or softest of sighs, not much of a breath
Kaleidoscope tumble and shake
Or yet again holler and howl
Wolves in a chimney, pack?
Metaphors glitter all hung on a thread
Dew in the morning light
Though maybe it’s sun, or moon, or star
Bright and the darkness, phase and turn
Watery winter or summer burn
Should colour and clothe the abstract thought
Share it from heart to heart
Answer the question
What of love?
Could it conjure from deep to soaring heights
The gamut and rainbow run
All of the range from gentle to fierce?
Oh how will we hold the ineffable down
Capture the mystery
Is there a metaphor, power of words
Can picture for poetry’s sake
Love, the abstraction
Sweetest thing
Hold it and make it sing?
5th December 2011, Brighton, at ZTs with Luca
