here we have thieves of metronomes,images:
the petty criminals of music
thieving other poet's lines
in sheer daylight.
the tick and the tock of it
down in the valley-o.
may cryptic winds blow
the myrtle off their brows
and the orange blossoms flow
another way,
warned of dreams.
catch the peddlars as they come
all penny bright, on the run;
new sheriffs of Nottingham
here they come
and robin won't defend
peddling the pilfered wares of Beauty
as their own;
ask God who knows the details.
and how the hand painted clocks
we laboured on with care
rebel on the other side
where springs are sprung
and Time counts for nothing;
the filagree of tulips,
devil's flowers.
under their spell-
released,
glow golden in Paradise
in the pink and the green of it
where these aren't allowed in
to even crease the paper
true hearts wrote upon.
mary angela douglas 1 may 2016
the petty criminals of music
thieving other poet's lines
in sheer daylight.
the tick and the tock of it
down in the valley-o.
may cryptic winds blow
the myrtle off their brows
and the orange blossoms flow
another way,
warned of dreams.
catch the peddlars as they come
all penny bright, on the run;
new sheriffs of Nottingham
here they come
and robin won't defend
peddling the pilfered wares of Beauty
as their own;
ask God who knows the details.
and how the hand painted clocks
we laboured on with care
rebel on the other side
where springs are sprung
and Time counts for nothing;
the filagree of tulips,
devil's flowers.
under their spell-
released,
glow golden in Paradise
in the pink and the green of it
where these aren't allowed in
to even crease the paper
true hearts wrote upon.
mary angela douglas 1 may 2016
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