Friday, 31 January 2014


Because gods are hidden
so well
They don't know themselves 

Because poets are transparent and
everything passes through them
Leaving an essence 
making them 
Kaleidoscopic beings

Because even a garbage truck
with a flashing yellow arrow 
makes music.

Because the Trinidadian Love God
brought fresh warm bagels
Cream cheese and chives
to the office this morning

Because Marsden's music
has set my soul smiling
All over again

Because I saw the sun rise
behind scarlet clouds
and then saw the stars
and the moon's faint circle 
with silvered edge

Because after all you've been through
You are still laughing

Because I love to hear you laugh

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