Showing posts with label prehistory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prehistory. Show all posts

Friday, 17 January 2020

under the pictures


[[ "they" is someone undefined, indefinite, unlikely, impossible, discovering the remains of the last of humanity huddled in our tunnels/caves ]] 


if they come for us
they will come for us
down in the tunnels

maybe they'll find us
what is left of us
under the pictures

we drew on the walls
pictures of animals
running for their lives
from us 

if they come on us
bones and dust of us
down in the tunnels

let them laugh at us
all that's left of us
under the pictures

we drew on the walls
pictures of animals
running for their lives
from us 









Tuesday, 5 March 2019

Bluebird Matchbox

[[ A transformation of an actual childhood visit to relatives in Dundee and Perth. The long wait for adults to finish visiting grows to an evolutionary scale. The Bluebird Matchbox (actually a Corgi, says the internet) was produced to keep me or my brother or both of us busy while adults talked for the last time. ]]

In childhood I am guided in
to meet the ancient Britons known
to other ancient Britons then
as Helen, Bunty, Joe. All gone.

They are all shades of vein and chalk
and pebbledash and cardigan
and close-cut grass and gravel walk
and kindly smiles all wired in.

I play while they discover fire 
and pour a drink to warm their skins,
and ages pass while they admire  
how fingers grow where once were fins.

Wednesday, 25 April 2018

a history of me

[[ It's somebody who paints graffiti in the subway. But it's also those cave artists from the previous entry. ]]

The smell
of electricity
and aerosol.

I have known
this other sense
since I was small.

I touch the
tip of every
digit to the wall

I press a
fingerprint to
seal it all

and leave
(and leave)

a history of me,
complete and illustrated
mystery to me.

With a full and
finished wall,
each cell in me
(the imprint and
insignia of me)
tells in me.

I feel a fall into
the only well.

Tuesday, 24 April 2018

A lighted torch

[[ Have you seen the hand stencils in the caves? ]]


A lighted torch,
then hands reach
through the dark
(reach through the dark)

The artist's hands
a conjurer's hands
reach out to you
(reach out to you)

from when they were
(from when they were)
to when we are
(to when we are)

from what we were
(from what we were)
to what they have
(to what they have)

what we have become