word is by Geraint Jonathan

don’t you dare say marl

nothing deserves it

likewise heft or skirl

avoid them as you would

verdant

& if it’s evening keep it that way

don’t go with gloam

anymore than you would darkfall

darkfall being

like gloam

down there with

verdant

the sky can never again be azure

anymore than the stars above can twinkle

though sooner by far the stars above twinkle

than a sky ever again be azure

& if deny yourself mulch you must

then do so

mulch having about it the very vetch & sedge

& graunch to convey the earthy

itself a proposition of dubious provenance

wouldn’t you say

mulch?

it’s not down there with verdant

but it’s close

there’s a leatheriness survives i suppose

a compact sogginess

wet as mulch is

generally

Geraint Jonathan

(Wonderful images by CJA)

7 thoughts on “word is by Geraint Jonathan”

  1. Geraint

    It is a rare poem that is as wise and instructive as this! Azure skies follow Dark and Stormy Nights, and as far as mulch goes, I think it is always too much past a single use. Another entertaing and witty offering by you.

    Leila

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  5. DWB's avatar DWB says:

    Geraint

    Samuel Beckett famously said (or didn’t say) “It means what it says.” Saying what one means to say, or worse, not saying what one means to say, or saying what one doesn’t mean (really) to say, are the hardest things in the world. As Wittgenstein said (at the end of the Tractatus) (after saying a whole lot of nothing/s), “Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.” If only more of the creatures on this Planet would take his advice, there would be a lot less noise. And maybe then we could get down to business! Thank you for the “word is”…

    Dale

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