CARGO


Whatever you are carrying remember there is no rerun,

no hydro centre capable of removing all your ills

as you flail madly at the finish line. If you have tears

then let their moist abundance show you’re vulnerable

and grab another day as if picking a tasty mango

while it is still ripe. If you see a cloud, just watch, consider

the cedar tree. It is always depleted before wanting more.

I am aware the cogs are turning, and they never cease

their eager scrabble for success. But what is that really?

A boil you must lance and loose the poison before

your id, erect with the lust for stature, cries out the lie:

Nothing is more important than making money!



Robert Harper


Poem 20: #NaPoWriMo 2022

(Wordle, Quordle & Octordle results from 20th April)