When Greenwich resident, Mick Delap, found his musical grand-daughter struggling with her homework, he gave her assignment a go himself. He kindly gave his permission for us to publish the poem which resulted, bringing to life the delight of seeing kingfishers in Brookmill Park.
Homework: “What matters to you…”
This matters to me – that even here in Lewisham
kingfishers catch fire. I was limping home from hospital
past the black surface of the old mill dam,
light fading in the bitter cold, the willows still –
when a small bird darted out, pitched onto a branch,
sunk its head into its shoulders like a mini Churchill,
puffed out its chest, then quicker than thought launched
off downstream, a streak of light scintillating
electric blue; a bolt from a crossbow
fired deep into the dusk. Leaving me feeling –
dazzled. Is this how playing Mozart is for you?
A sense of unexpected possibility, reeled in;
a moment catching fire? Something so new
that when it sparks, it’s yours; meant just for you?
© Mick Delap 2018