[Memoirs]
My two elder brothers both carry the sky in their eyes,
both have blue
sapphires shining beneath high brows,
I still love them today
as I did when I was small - they
remain two gods in my
pantheon, the were the whole
world to me then, but
my mother and father’s sapphire
eyes only reached them,
my twin sis & I have to make
Do with the green tint
of emeralds, and when I met the
Lord & Master of
the Crocodile Castle I was surprised
by his chestnut colour
eyes & the both crocodile kids
inherited his chestnut
orbs and thus regard the world
with the same sense of
reality which enables all three
to stay tethered to
reality - I still share the same ability
With my brothers to get
carried away to the high seas
by a book and a dream,
but I keep an emerald eye on
the Master of the
Castle to return to my berth as soon
as duty calls & this
way I shall never lose my footing
again and drift off
into the horizon, lost & scared & all
alone with only my
dreams for company - which do
Not manage to keep me
warm in the cold autumn days
as I’m watching the
leaves falling and know autumn is
the prelude to loss, regret
and death in the garden, to
grass turning the
colour of ashes & an ice-cold kitchen
in the morning – but which
turns into a glowing pearl in
the winter afternoon’s golden
winter sun: as long as I
Faithfully follow the
rules that keep the iron framework
of reality in place, I
can dream in the spaces between
where reality cracks and feelings create the scenes
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