CLAY
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 Allman at The Usher Hall, Edinburgh6th July 2011
Photograph by marc marnie
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