Anthony Ward
Durham, England

Anthony writes in order to rid himself and lay his thoughts to rest. He derives most of his inspiration from listening to Classical Music and Jazz- since it is often the mood which invokes him to set his thoughts to rest.

 

Two poems  -  Screensaver  -  Silence

Poem completed 27th April 2020

Screensaver

The window’s become a screensaver
While the movie’s paused.
The calendar remains empty,
Dates without a date.
Empty rows marking holidays
Celebrated like a grounded child
Playing truant with the world
Outside flourishing
In nature’s convalescence.

A silence as silent as the stars
Illuminates the night,
Scratching the air like a pencil sketch illustration
Scrawled in a moment, while preserving the intricacy of eternity.
A mist of rain combing a clearing
Overcasting inclement barbed memories,
Tearing the fabric of thought,
Remembering that we’ve already forgotten.

 

Poem completed 19^th May 2020

 

Silence

 

I stare through the pane

At the barren streets of Edward Hopper paintings,

Blinds wafting warm air rising from the radiator.

Like clipped theatre curtains awaiting performance.

 

The technicolour Panavision as black and white tv?

Or the other way round?

The mellifluous maple of the violin scything sound

Across the confines of the room.

 

That I pace back and forth,

Climbing the walls,

Like pent-up livestock.

Rummaging my thoughts for means of escape.

 

Whenever a car passes I think it’s the wind playing up.

An aeroplane pounds the sky like a flexed muscle.

Clocks turn sideways and flatten out,

Time falls in on itself as I fall in on time.