April 28 Word of the Day: Breathing

 

Breathing

 

            Effusions everywhere

slip from guards,

            light green

            figuring lines

surprised as day,

            dragging colour

out of night

and its grey

            brown presages.

Airy air fillers,

            lovely constraints

featured for water.

            Rain remembrance

from its first sign.

            Cool brain

fanned with green.

            Pure consolation,

            timely relief

attracting an isolated mind.

            Untimed foliations

spiralling around houses,

            edging streets,

hanging about places,

            soft watery,

just like gurgling.

Firm as thought

at the root,

up above high voltage,

            inscribing freeways.

Where are their endings?

            Brushed up

            vacant lots,

halved around wires,

            hilltop generations.

            Endearing survival

spreads into the sky

just like breathing.

What birds this way?

            Fringes sway

            colour pale,

frail as thought

reaching new currents,

its own pattern

            of itself.

 

[From ‘The Times’, a series of poems written in 2007]