New Poetry by Jonathan Beale

Bye - the - Bye

By Barnes Pond SW13 on a bright spring morning

The accident of the molecular.

All heads: men - women - dogs

-Pidgeon’s and all the fish & toads

of the pond.

Silken veils we each breathe

here – sat by Barnes pond

on the sun kissed April morning.

A goose shrieks against

the wind – fracturing

(like a bolt of thunder).

Practically visible as lightning

The daffodils (now yesterday’s idol)

fading and dropping away.

An old woman draws against the pavements

Insufferable mood.  Yet still she goes on….

Waiting for: The passing of time, life and… more time

As the pigeons scatter around

For the rich pickings

that make or may not make their day.

In these wide sparse arenas

where something runs, pulsates

into silence. A sweet happiness is just around

the corner, here. Bye-the bye

- Jonathan Beale 2016

Jonathan Beale poems published in such journals as: Penwood Review,  Ink Sweat & Tears, Down in the Dirt, Mad Swirl,  ‘Don’t Be Afraid: An Anthology to Seamus Heaney’, Ygdrasil, The Four Seasons Anthology, The Seventh Quarry, Van Gogh’s Ear Anthology, The Curly Mind, The Beatnik Cowboy, Dali’s LoveChild, Storm Cycle Anthology (Best of Hurricane Press 2015), The Jawline Review, Bluepepper, and Jellyfish Whispers .