Three poems



Let there be peace

So  frowns fly away like albatross

And skeletons foxtrot from cupboards:

So war correspondants become travel show presenters

And  magpies bring back lost property

Children, engagement rings, broken things.


Let there be peace

So storms can go out to sea to be

angry and  return to me calm:

So the broken can rise and dance in the hospitals.

Let the aged Ethiopian man in the grey block of  flats 

Peer through his window and see Addis  before him

Let his thrilled outstretched arms become frames

For his dreams.


Let there be peace.

Let tears evaporate  to form clouds, cleanse themselves

And fall into reservoirs of drinking water.

Let  harsh  memories  burst into fireworks that melt,

in the dark pupils of a child’s  eyes

And disappear   like shoals of darting silver fish.

And let the waves reach the shore with a

Shhhhhhhhhh  shhhhhhhhh shhhhhhhhhhh.



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