CLAY

March 12, 2019  •  Leave a Comment

CLAY

My garden has two things of worth
gifted from my day on earth

The axe is sharp as any thorn
to cut you down if you are wrong
Head grounded until such time
as circumstance dictates
Then round and round 
cutting through or cutting down
your tangles or your grandest plan
to clear a path for you
Unyielding and true 
as a blade should be

The rose will wind its way around
insinuate and decorate
Ascend and scent
create a better place on Earth
New blooms from ancient roots 
Thorns riven from the past
from far below, from underfoot
to catch the flesh and feed the flower
blood’s perfume
sweet and rare

The rose grows round the axe 
It knows the shaft
The axe upholds the rose, 
It knows the thorn
It knows the bark

These two things alone
Will mark my time on earth.


07.03.19 MM
 


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Gregg AllmanGregg AllmanGregg Allman at The Usher Hall, Edinburgh
6th July 2011

Photograph by marc marnie
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