Friday, 1 February 2013


'danger danger!'
the park ranger 
as he ran across 
the empty plain-
at the edge of the 
three old men 
from Trinidad 
played the steel pans,
their fans 
gladly rejoiced
the horses galloped
the bisons danced
the flowers and trees
went into an unearthly trance 
swaying backwards and forwards
they slowly edged towards us
beside me
mr goldfish stood up straight
for fate had presented him 
with a new mate
a golden sunflower
with a secret power
to destroy planet earth
I watched on mirth 
in my eyes
at the surprise
of this everythingness-