This poem was written to celebrate the Beton Collective gallery. Find them on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram.
There are treasures
In this world
They hide
At the edges
In misty silhouettes
Across distant ledges
Always out of reach
Both too small
And too big to see
They do something
Very special
To reality
That just occasionally
We perceive
Glimpsing the gaps
Between moments, the long seconds
Through which
These treasures beckon
And like rain in a desert
Very rarely we are
Gifted this heaven
Translated into something concrete
Framed by brushstroke and lense
That interdimentional feat
Treasures tamed
Forever to our earthly domain
Dressed in concrete form
Portals for us to explore
We are blessed by this art
That lets us feel ... more
Dave James Horn ©️
About Dave James Horn
Based in Folkestone, Dave James Horn writes poetry to raise a smile and provoke a thought. He is part of Poet’s Corner Folkestone and an organiser of the Folkestone Language Exchange. Read his full bio here.