Eyes appraise me
Behind coke bottle lenses.
Cocooned in sleeping bag
Against a bitter winter breeze.
A tale of pain transmitted wordlessly,
“How did it come to this,
Trapped here, unseen by most
Ignored by the rest”.
A hand gnarled with age appears,
Cup shaking with the cold.
Loose coppers the colour of rust
Spare some change?
I knew you from a cub
Brown eyed and shaggy of mane
Your cunning a protective shield
Against a world intent to snare you.
You played me songs and melodies
Smoky lyrics of trascendence
Of hope and love a better life
Pains ballad amongst the detritus.
You brought me life
In words and sounds
A brothers love, deep in bond
Stretched across the ocean.
I heard today that you were gone
Caught by trap, Life’s essence flowed
No more to fight for place or hope
My fox will forever roam free.
Written in October 2019 on the news of the tragic murder of my good friend Noel in Los Angeles.