What The Soul Looks Like [Revised]

A soul looks like beautiful books covered in pink; I tried

blue but that book looks like pyjamas, the one in silver is

pristine delight, my lamp decorated with imitation crystals

shines the nativity scene with the Bethlehem star twinkling

in a silver wrapper

Shiny silver container behind symbolises cloud covering,

elevation of heaven, my porcelain fairy resembles an angel

in a glass vase and a plastic fairy behind, higher in another,

looks like a soul ascended with attendant mermaid and

small fairy on each side

Is this my soul’s look-alike, a glass table covered with things

I treasure, flowers on a pink card ably covering the blue

pyjama-pants book, a cloth with silver designs on which my

menagerie resides; if the soul shines within our choices of

decoration and everything dear to us – then my soul

Is filled with imitation flowers showing beauty and colour –

men would have sports players firmly entrenched in their

minds, their soul would consist of a field with miniature

players and a ball where feverish games are played and

replayed until they have

Memorised each move – I prefer my decorated soul to this

male world - the Weakest Link is probably also played and

replayed, the cold voice of the presenter cutting through

rugby and soccer games, while cricket is being played in

another corner of the soul

18 April 2013