SEEK
Sometimes we feel joy.
It settles on us.
It’s like when snow has been
and you see the trees
with their branches lined perfectly
by thin trails of snow.
It’s not much
but it gives each one
this glimmering beauty.
Sure, it goes pretty quickly
but you remember it was there.
Those trees never seem the same again.
And that’s what we can do.
Seek the snow.
We’re not rooted to the ground.
We can go where it’s going to fall.
It may not be much
and it won’t always last
but you’ll never be as wonderful
as you are
with that slight white line
wrapped around your being.
* * *
OFFSIDE
There’s an empty car
sitting in the penalty area.
One front door is open
and there’s a baby seat in the back.
It’s damp enough
for tyre tracks
not wet enough
for foot prints.
The game is delayed.
The ref waits for the guys
to arrive
and flicks through the CD wallet
on the front seat.
Michael Buble. Bruce Springsteen.
Total shit, the ref thinks.
By night the lights of the town
are just a red smudge
on the corner of the sky.
* * *
THE WILLS AND THE WAYS
You will walk across
crummy Tesco car parks
in the rain.
You will be stuck
in the aisle
of a Ryanair plane
while someone
struggles with their bag.
You will spend
time worrying
that could be
spent preparing.
You will have flashes
of resentment
when loved ones
succeed.
You will forget
novel names
film names
film plots
novel plots
song names
friend names
family names.
You will find poems
stuck
to the bottom
of shoes
that blister.
You will feel nervous
then triumphant
then proud
then strangely empty
then afraid.
You will sleep
so long
you will crave
more sleep.
You will turn
away
just as romance
passes on a bicycle.
You will miss things.
You will sulk,
eyes to your toes,
and catch the sun
splashing rainbows
nobody else can see.

Jared A. Carnie won a Northern Writers Award in 2015. His debut novel, Waves, will be out in September 2016. He can be found here.

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