For Grandad

Old cowboy hat.

We were laughing

Us mob

You telling us story.  

Stories

Could listen forever.  

Felt like back in the day you know.

I told them. 

Happy to have made it this far

That was your answer

Never forget that voice

I’ll never forget them stories

Old fulla.   

Can see those stories

Like there my memories.

You're the man from the Moon

You know that.

The man from the moon.

Fighting for your land until… 

I called out to you in my dream.

I could feel it.

My voice

It vibrated through the universe

You heard it

The Man from the moon.

You sat on a chair in the dark

Old body tired

You looked like you were busy in thought

But you came

I was relieved

There.

There you are

White hair 

Knowing eyes

Then

You were standing next to a tree

Strong and solid

Somehow you were younger

Your hair was black

It was night

You looked up

And I could see the stars on your face

Remember when you drank from the river

That river was big

I drank the water too

What did it taste like for you

To me it tasted like old people

Old lives old times

That night.

I left all the curtains open

Dark clouds

A storm

Lightning filled the sky

Wind gently blowing through the house

Cool

I watched from the window in the black

Peace

It felt like peace and light

When they told me

I called you. 

Thought about you all week before

I called you

Told Mum I called you

And 

Nanna called you too. 

You will always be the man from the moon

That boy sitting on his grandma’s lap

You loved her so much

I hope you are with her. 

A good daughter

I said your name

Did you hear it

I called out to you

Did you hear it

I said it

I said it

I said it

I think it’s in the air

Mum said.

My calls are in the air

Where are you?

Where have you gone

She said. 

I can’t say your name anymore

She said. 

I think 

I know where

Old fulla.

You've gone back to your moon.