This is today’s poem for Paul Brookes’ challenge. You can read all of the contributions and see the art work that inspired them here.

Making shadows
Inspired by Kerfe Roig’s Red suit and John Law’s Orange tip.

Is it emulation or a display of domination
that moves us to build higher, brighter, faster,
to cover the earth with our death dance?

You watch the fast cars
beneath your high rise window,
plot your day,

the money to shift
from one bank account to another.
You shift gears, change shift,
shift for yourself
murmuring your mantra
God helps those who help themselves.

Funny how shift rhymes with grift.

Did you ever see those wings open
and close with unconscious beauty
the splash of delicate colour upon the green,
listen to the wind among dry seed heads?

Your heavy feet leave traces in the dew,
and where you tread, nothing grows.