THREE POEMS ABOUT DEATH
I got on the treadmill at eight in the morning,
ran as fast as I could.
Okay Father if you really want me, come on.
After about twenty minutes I stopped exhausted and waited.
I guess today just
wasn't the day.
I looked everywhere for the woman on the flight back,
sure I would see her either at the hotel or on the coach or at the airport.
I met her a couple of days before. She came up to me and asked, "Oh weren't you on our plane?"
"Well yeah I came on a plane. No other way to get here."
"Well how is it going?"
"Well if you must know it has been the worst week of my life.
I had a big bust up with her, and got so pissed I started chatting up everybody's wives and got people really upset and told a few people I was going to kill them and all I have done since is get dirty looks off people."
"Well it can only get better," she said.
I got on the plane and fell asleep. When I woke up she was coming out of the toilet and we started to chat as we got off the plane.
"How is it going?" she said. Did it get any better?"
"Well at one point I was so fed up I thought about swimming out into the shark infested waters until I got really tired to see if I could make it back, rolling the dice."
She looked at me with her boyfriend with a strange look as if to say I wish I had kept my mouth shut.
We got to the checkout.
"Sorry I can't let you have all this medicine," she said.
"But there are two of us and I am going to Germany. I will pay for it separately."
She said, "Sorry I can't let you have it."
"Hang on," I said
"Is that how much you would need to kill yourself if you got fed up. It would just be interesting to know."
"I don't know about that Love but you can always go to boots if you want."
"Thanks Love,"I said as we walked out.
THE GREEN ISLE
The dog looks out to sea
as he sits on that rock
The sun bleaches everything yellow
He waits for that ship that will take him from this place
this island he has been on so long
waiting to visit new lands
But he will never get on that ship
because this is his place
Good or bad
he will always stay
PUT THAT BACK MAC
I went into Macdonald's with my 2 pound voucher and
the Indian man behind the counter stared at me.
I got my food and sat down,
then a man started to shout at a young boy
who picked up a balloon.
"They are for young children. Put that back."
He put it back as everybody looked at him
and I started to laugh.
SITTING ON THE DOCK OF THE BAY
I listened to Otis on the radio,
yelled out the song as people came past
must have thought I was some kind of lunatic
but I did not care
the way I have always not cared
even when I was at rock bottom
some people do not get up
but day after day
up I get like the man off the cross
nothing can stop me
I keep finding this poem on the floor
it tells of a different time
of a person sure he was different from everybody else
So sure he risked everything
I am not sure I am the same person on that page
but at least I still believe
The woman came up to me at the party
at which I did not have a ticket
She asked me who I was
asked if I was in insurance
no I could never do that I tell her
as I held her hand she said
you walk up and down here not talking to anybody
as if you were an angel.
And for a second I really thought it could be possible
she asked for her hand back shortly after that
then I started to dance and the night really took off
A BOAT AFLOAT
there she goes
the one with the big botty
around and around she goes
like nothing else or no one else.
I find that with all women
none are the same as another one
perhaps that is why I want them all
even at the same time would be good
we could live in a skyscraper
that touches the clouds but with all the doors and walls knocked out
like a giant car park
or a giant ark floating on the endless sea.
Just me and my girls and all that love to keep us afloat
I walked into the church a woman was playing the piano
I went over to her and told her that she played lovely
She told me it was Tchaikovsky and then she told me her wedding was tomorrow
and why didn't I come
I never went to her wedding but a few days later I went back to the church and thought about playing the piano not that I can play of course
when I went over to the piano there was no piano almost as if that magical moment had never happened
© Marc Carver