The Sun Rose: Birthday Poem For A Friend
Posted On 21/10/2023
Written by Nikki Wordsmith
Image created by Bin g AI DALL-E 3 I have a friend
who can turn tears into wine. Who can make people laugh, when it is sadly their time. She took Cuddles The Monkey yes — middle name The — to a dying soul trapped beyond hope in a home. She says she’s psychic def mos could be right. She calls out of the blue in the middle of the night. Like last week, when ghosts gathered round. I was repressed. I was slow. My thin reedy voice fell against a Liverpool window. Nikki she yelped at the top of her voice: YOU ARE A SENSUAL, SEXUAL HUMAN BEING! The sun rose I was half dressed, I was wild. I was alive. Why wasn't I next door naked having the time of my life? I hope you all have a good friend in your midst who says the right words that makes everything click. Who seeds hope flowers deep in the bed of your soul. Who never says never oh dear or oh well. Who cries out in the night catching your soul in a pan. Noooooooo Nikki! Nooooooooo Nikkkkii! Nak! Nooooooodle. I know that you can. I have a friend who can turn war into peace with a quick dash of humour and eternal relief. I have a friend who makes the earth move spins it around with her flickering words.
For my friend and my friend’s grandma. Shine on you crazy diamond.