Listening

Hey kid let mi tell ya mi story;

a story – well – a grandfather story

of how I ran out to the front;

out and back with the ammo mi son.

Hey granddad, ya can join in today!

Let me tell ya about ma new game

- A creed of Assassins – bang, bang:

you’ll never complete it, old man.

Midnight restaurant

Blank.

Black night – black sea

and a dozen people stare out

onto one canvas,

not knowing where they look

- sea and sky their blackboard

to scribble on - from inner blankness

(of not knowing)

until air and water

turn them back

from here

to there.

New mirror

One day, in Greece,

sitting between a catholic church and

caff,

a cherubim waitress

effortlessly

pulled down

a see-through Perspex screen

to keep the breeze at bay

and one man, with grey beard

and silver in his ear,

looked through and back

at me

like an old pirate

wearing my new hat.