HEALING by Adam Parry
Listen what the Dr says
Research these days has come a long way
Open a vein let the chemicals in
They’re there for a reason to believe in
A hope to take as your hair falls out that it would care
again
You’ve many more years to stack
Please
Please please
Listen to what the Dr says
Happy bird in a tree singing for me.
He doesn’t know my name but I know it is he.
A blackbird drawn on a blackboard
makes no sense without a song.
The song wakes me in the morning
And holds me lingering in the sun.
Now I record the morning chorus
And linger by a coffee cup –
I wonder if it’s worth washing the windows this year
as the beauty escapes through the scum.
Spring cleaning by A Parry
A sewing away of silence,
a filing away of my socks in the semi-dark
a filing away my day into the recycle bin.
Watch
the sun come and go
unremarked
unrecalled in the neat pen’s sprawl.
Filing away my collectables
in a precious, long forgotten place
to scatter over floor once more.
