Ohbard And Pell Poem by Clive Culverhouse

Ohbard and Pell meet up over lifetimes and dimensions for exchanges and conversations:


a course between two
in an infinity's eye
bears the same since time immemorial
for can anything new be said
or suggested
with only faces changing in time
and the freshness illusion continues
but perhaps we are all
Ohbard and Pell
attaining the world and its rights


Pell:
but Sire
have you loved
loved as I to a summer's end

Ohbard:
and lost
when love was at its height
the loss falls further
and far I fell

Pell:
Sire forgive me

Ohbard:
but it was through that loss
I realised just how high my love was
for I did not know
such beauty existed among the clouds
among the stars
until I fell to the ground alone

Pell:
I feel that when it comes to love
we are never on the ground
even after loss
we share with the clouds and stars
what has been

Ohbard:
you may well be right Pell
you may well be right