Sheets of sight-stealing snow
A sheep’s coat covering steals the road and sense of route
Barely seen behind his coat the driver spits rudely
Cracks his crop to break the horse unruly
Alexander hiding Bucephalus’ shadow
A single jewel kings his finger, gained unduly
Ejects starlight, the duel of sun and dew
The Holly laughing at the Oak King’s funeral, lifting the lidded casket
Lips pursed with questions never asked.
His horse Duncan bounds through snow
Skids on ice a skater’s slide making his slow stop outside the courthouse cum masonic lodge
Moon looms above like a dentist’s head
Removing all the teeth which are dead
A single side of it sunlike, Selene’s somnial scythe
Claptrap of his clacking trap
His charge a carriage fit for Cinderella’s prom passage
In confusing cold the lashes from the whip slow to vanish
An enormous stone building with pillars, strong as a castle
He passes the driver a fiver and slinks down a side passage
Lunar light lances between legs, a rag bedragged dreg astride upturned kegs
Begs whatever he can give, gestures to a missing leg lost at Mametz
His medal heavy chest rattles as he shakes his tin cup, Mammon
Hates it but he spares his coppers, clanking into a veteran’s coffers
His cough is shocking, he doffs his cap and thanks captain
Sadly, won’t be long for coffin
He crawls back to his slop slapped trough, continues to cough a lot
Hope he spends that on cough drops, know he’ll spend it topping up on laudanum and hold innards in when he coughs out lungs
Knocks thrice
Eyes through eyepiece spy
Discern another bride of Isis
A proud Osiris, knows Egyptians are Irish
Their fraternity stymies churlishness
Coats and hat off, he enters their church
He stands before the lofty dome
Like a giant shell playing seafoam
Intricate carvings the mystic’s loam
Symbols borrowed, on loan
From the East, return tomorrow
Or the day after, no bother old fellow
The inner lid of the dome is a creamy gold like the crops in heaven
Bread leavens before it, many marvels are there attested sent from heaven’s breast
Eleven gems and a golden angel’s face
How the moon carves out this holy place
Deep coffers with carved animal heads lend it strength
Gold in great store runs like a fire river along its length
Stone raised in ode to the red heifer
His golden haloed body medicine forever
Island of telepathic lepers severed
From society, invisible fraternity
Invisible college serves eternity
Indivisible from the increate, the ink riot of the unrivalled pagan bible inscribed on barks at solstice; May again
Mary’s gain, her grace attainable
Her blue chasuble a retainer of angels
Her ageless face’s poetry prints a thousand pages, births a million sages
Her son’s abrasions are legion, his leaking lesions like cracked wine vases.
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