A coconut stands
a slice of flesh
with two
dark orange legs
a feathery white island
black circle
surrounded by gold
with yellow beak
brighter than Olympic medal
A peace crane stands
in front of a bull
a bull
big bull
with no face
or crane face
its a bubble in a dream
painted with colour
spiky sharp green grass
reaches for the crane
in front
of the
bull
paws
thick like a puddle
full of petrol
purple rainbows
green the bull is
a muddy silhouette
a sheep a human
with horns
is a puddle a bubble within a dream?
I blink
and realise
its a beautiful painting
in a book
A crane stands on the back of a bull
which is
stomping
through the
tall grass
if we could speak
you the crane, the bull, the sheep, the book
the grass and I,
to the dancing weather would we say
we are not dreams of bubbles, puddles
or paintings
each of us is real here
one in a Caribbean dozen
so don't close your eyes
even when you blink
keep looking.
a slice of flesh
with two
dark orange legs
a feathery white island
black circle
surrounded by gold
with yellow beak
brighter than Olympic medal
A peace crane stands
in front of a bull
a bull
big bull
with no face
or crane face
its a bubble in a dream
painted with colour
spiky sharp green grass
reaches for the crane
in front
of the
bull
paws
thick like a puddle
full of petrol
purple rainbows
green the bull is
a muddy silhouette
a sheep a human
with horns
is a puddle a bubble within a dream?
I blink
and realise
its a beautiful painting
in a book
A crane stands on the back of a bull
which is
stomping
through the
tall grass
if we could speak
you the crane, the bull, the sheep, the book
the grass and I,
to the dancing weather would we say
we are not dreams of bubbles, puddles
or paintings
each of us is real here
one in a Caribbean dozen
so don't close your eyes
even when you blink
keep looking.
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