Monday, 19 March 2018

Impregnably



Several hours later those oaths still linger - more 
echos than awkward oration, and, as throwaway 
epithets meant t’ defend, less astringent than an 
idiomatic insult rephrased intentionally; altho if it
really wasn’t meant, why the theatrical delivery? 

Well we’ll get t' that sometime down th’ track I’d 
guess, nought pays better dividends than letting 
ashes cool in th’ sand;  what it all might mean in 
a week beats pondering epiphany’s we’ve yet to 
create in the un-colluded space kept for peace 

So there’s an educated truce at rest in that quiet 
place recognised best ego-repairs negotiation & 
we’ve agreed only needing a tertiary silence; but, 
hey, the mosquitoes believe they are free t' buzz 
whatever attracts their ‘easy feast’ notation - so 

While you’re away I’m copping the hidings from 
feral beasts who usually leave you alone until th’ 
need for an exotic dessert indomitably appears; 
come t’ think o’ it - they’re treasuring you in that 
sphere which I, too, unconditionally revere 

Thus apologies are due and freely given; already 
forgotten what th’ barney was about, as if I ever 
knew, and moss you’re likened to by a song lark 
who’ll sing your praises from th’ tree breathes a 
fragrance of your presence - impregnably 
© 15 March 2018, I. D. Carswell 

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