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    • Nostalgic and tight. An intriguing perspective, Barry. Tony
    • Fishing industry dies, the community mirror went blind, historians tried to pour the Humber into a cup and claimed the winds bled but were unable to find a single drop of blood. My grandfather was a fisherman who claimed his leg was made of wood and told me to wait for the echo from heaven's stair where he is holding the mirror after giving it sight with story's of Hessle road, on a clear a night sight I swear I can see the mirrors many tears.  
    • haiku journal 2017 jvg #15

      warm hugs and kisses
      from grandkids with pink flowers
      family comes home  
    • Hi Barry, I love the dog, Caesar literally brings this tale to life.  There are so many sad moments in this piece, beginning with the dog lying across the grave and the sound of the hungry child.  This is an interesting poem with so many images on which to ponder.   ~~ Tink
    •   The cemetery tree overlooking Dominic Kings grave had arms operating on it's heart, on branches hung an angel and King, Caesar Dominic's dog laid across his grave, the dog had been mute since the death of his owner. Street signs beyond the graveyard walked, whispering among themselves, the angel hanging muttered a street name, Dominic was trying to bury the sky.   The moon turned into a cat, coughing out moon-balls, placing them in Caesar's eyes, the dog could now see street signs hanging upside down from the sky, his dead master dropped a lead for Caesar, they moved across the sun's mask which had a painting of the earth-a tear and a crimson coloured angel clambering for the tear. The sun was dreaming about it's inevitable collapse, with the king of flames chanting Dominic's name, he and Caesar could could hear the cries of a hungry child left alone for hours.   They walked through a meadow to a tree where a young boy with a heart condition was swaying silently, aching for contact, how far had they both travelled?-the dead have no need for mathematics as they pass the ghost of a rose counting it's lost thorns, above it a clock full of cuckoos trying to escape eternal echoes, the cuckoo outside the clock is fixed with Dominic shocked at being unable to reach former selves beckoning him towards paradise.   They walk on finding themselves climbing the steps of a lighthouse, reaching the top they see the gigantic figure of Dominic's father painting the glass black, he used to take the light bulb out when Dominic was a child leaving him in the dark. Caesar and Dominic go outside, they see that the father has no eyes, with gravestones instead of nails, Caesars eyes light up the names on the stones.