Helpless love

grapevine
           Grapevine, John Lyons

What shall I do
with this absurdity
this universe in which
silence and stillness
simply do not exist

I think of whispered words
the tightened bow of her beauty
the ships on the shores of Troy
the blazing battlements
and a heart under siege

The rod and fly that I handled
so poorly as a boy when I fished
the streams around Thomastown
days long forgotten dearly remembered
What shall I do with this absurdity

the mule that I rode or the horse
or the donkey or a day at the fair
riding the carrousel with scarcely
a dream in my heart just an old tune
: or adrift in the water

under sail off the Brittany coast
under a fierce summer sun
and something stirred within me
and I held her soft face in my gaze
and fell forever into helpless love

John Lyons

Howdy neighbour

Howdy neighbour

This is the last picture show
         the sense that nothing
will ever be the same
         because nothing
ever is the same
         Walking down Main Street
at high noon
         a saloon brawl between
two hoodlums is celebrated
         with a public shootout
violence has become
         an entertainment
death simply a denouement
         Heat and dust in the nostrils
Here we discover
         that we are history
the implements of our childhood
         there on exhibition
This is a town where
         clockwork really works
ritual delivered
         with a broad smile
You woudn’t need to be mad
         to live there
but it would help
         Heard about the place
in Dallas Forth Worth
         on the grapevine

John Lyons