Larkspur

Words roll free from a tongue sometime

From a sometime, tongue-tied tongue,

Words that were heard by the stream and the bird

When the world and the wild were young,

When the world and the wild were young, sometime…

      (Larkspur, marigold, ebony, lime).

 

Sounds that were born in sweet young breath

In a bubble-sighed, trouble-tried time,

Sounds that were found by a child at the breast

In a bubble-tried pantomime,

In a bubble-tried pantomime, no less…

      (Nightshade, cinnamon, green watercress).

 

Love is the sound of a word, soft-said

From the lips of the love you too,

Love is the dove of the bubble-thought read

Soft sift from the me to you,

Soft sift from the me to you, soft said…

      (Homespun, empathy, marmalade, bread).

 

David Lewis Paget