EVA

 

Extra Vehicular Activity (for Eva 2010-25)

By Adam Parry.

 

I came home

to the curves

of the cat,

I came home

and can’t find me

in the mirrors

anywhere.

I` came home

no slippers for my feet

so stroke the contours of the cat

soft haired and purring.

I came home

My fingers and toes

In her hair fingertips

conducting

the

air above Eva-

Eva, weaver cantilever-

Extra Vehicular Activity.

My fingers, fingertips

circumnavigate the cat

as she purrs and purrs

and I come home

knowing now

I’d always been home

and still the cat purrs on.

 

Somewhere by Adam Parry

 

There is place known only to a few,

not because they covet it for themselves

but, because they want to keep it

from being lost and stolen and destroyed.

 

They have always nurtured this place

as best they could – and they were sad

that it had to be hidden away- they

helped the folk that lived there

‘though there were so many dangers

and it was not easy,

as many forgot as they toiled

there was nowhere more beautiful.

 

Many of the bad folk

tried to take it away

from those who struggled

to keep this place fine,

but, for every one of the bad folk

there were a hundred good.

 

And say that someday soon

this secret lovely place

will be revealed to all,

stretched through the wedge of night

partway between the sun and the moon.

 

This land.

This Earth.

That we call home

 

Jealousy wears a wrist watch

by Adam Parry

 

One

 

Jealousy wears a wrist-watch

Always sheltering from the rain

Watching all the trains roll by

But never getting on.

 

Two

Beauty carries a switch blade

And doesn’t care at all, all

disguises perfect and

she slips away unseen.

 

Three

Joy wears a fresh new smile,

playing in the rain, has only time for

Simple things, and greets the day as friends

she drives and takes them in her car dry out of the rain.

 

Four

Time carries a tuning-fork

To tinker with pianos he loves,

he’ll meet

along the way.

 

 

Five

Love has a head full of song.

Love gizz it laldy and all her

audiences cheer, but sings on when she’s

not onstage as she walks alone in her dreams.

 

Six

Hate doesn’t need a smile,

or switch-blades, doesn’t need to deceive,

only Love sang songs to hate and hate ran away

 hides now in his hate-filled cave.