ROCK-DROPS FALLING ON OUR HEADS
Old hens and converted weasels, dear;
Blue,blue dragonflies decorating spotted goat, mere;
False striped ones caught in barbed wire, dire;
Mousey hearing aided repenting liar;
Swawking crow of rooster waking dovey bier;
Crowing nightingale singing black winged trier!
Such a great crowd of witnesses leaving their mirrors
Behind in the alleys, dropped beside unknown gates;
Blind and crosseyed and deaf and bushy nosed in shivers
Behind a town left in the west because star shone on pates;
Joining we expected role players sweating fear in rivers
Beckoned by skipped ropes left by shepherds crooked of traits!
We all winding and unwinding and tripping and skipping
Along behind a now found Littly Lamb, patted by Babe tripping
Of heart in love-light of young mothery eyes ripping
The very heart from innkeeper’s rules, no wine for nipping
The cold from the morn of First Day of New Life tipping
Off our prophecy from high perch over biggy froggy head clipping!
Oh, we all no more looking at ourselves, marching ourselves eastward
Climbing ourselves eastward cracking eggs laid forgotten
Oh, we all snagging each to each in ro-bed,hi-ded long boastward
Snaking our trails round rock and thorn under Star begotten
Fore basement of world ever laid genesing record coastward
Making our tracks in midst of robbers cutthroats to trotten.
We all friends tied in cords woven from missing parts, we unfolk
We critters in bond to render the go tell mission inyoke
We all friends leaving bystanding alleyfolk for fields to poke
We leftoffparts from smooth paths to fall on rock’s stroke
We critters and unwound twitters seared by smoke
We campers in stable left weaving up in star-toke.
We friends stumbling and clinging and crying and singing
On to the East gone from the West now parched and empty
We friends now thrummed by stamp,by rumored hoofs ringing
Out from the East gone from thrones long done with skimmed tea
We friends clutching tales for hope in stumbling stinging
We friends of nettles and bones and cold caves in the lea.
“How bear we this load of lost but not lost?
“How dare we this go telling, go seeking, go meeting
“How High Kings bearing bounty of whole nations’ cost
“How dare we, care we, swear we this oath of treating
“How lands we cannot see but must only BE, only tossed
“How peaceward, how lightward, how blessward good news feeting?”
granbee 