pen-amuse

pen-amuse

my poem came

looking for me

I was looking for my pen

I saw chillies shooting up

From my kitchen garden

She was singing when I was in a meeting place

I looked her in the eye as I was searching for my pen

She was dancing from my office desk on my face

To my head and in my brain

I asked her to stop, she threw a kiss didn’t listen

Open she was with rounds of browns on her chest

There were rhymes and songs pouring from her nest

Off the window she looked like a fish in the cloud

I whispered as I couldn’t speak aloud

          - Stop that dancing it presses my nob

            Can’t you see I have to keep my job?

I pleaded her to stop as I had to type my notes

The onlookers looked at me and at the defunct remotes

She went missing there was no sign of pen

I was on the bus when I saw

trains shouting and piercing up and down afar

In between them I saw her jump and thaw

In seconds she flew running beside my car

Kissing on the glass she was dressed in white

Her grace pure and bright

Her eyes could drown I remembered the brown

Her lips like the waves her whole like the sea

I offered her a ring and whispered around

          - will you re-marry me?

She laughed and laughed, looked at me and laughed again

There was thunder first that melted into rain

She was wet, her hands stretched before me her hair flying away

Clearly I heard her say

          - I could, if only you found your pen

She then threw a rage on my face

The glass cracked

I woke up without a trace

Ran straight into my kitchen garden

Saw no chillies but there arrived a pen.