turn the blinds
to show the sky
the buzzards wheeling
and calling
Saturday, 5 December 2009
new girl
she has
square boat
gymnasium's red and green
bevelled track in wood
with an engine central
detective
appears
through more and more
distant gardens in french
and english the old
quaint cover
Agatha Christie i leave
displayed
so happy i
go with her
to a new world
students and fragments
cake and wool
a chocolate lunch
littering the road
she has
square boat
gymnasium's red and green
bevelled track in wood
with an engine central
detective
appears
through more and more
distant gardens in french
and english the old
quaint cover
Agatha Christie i leave
displayed
so happy i
go with her
to a new world
students and fragments
cake and wool
a chocolate lunch
littering the road
Thursday, 23 July 2009
moment watch
moment watch
rain falling in the shadows –
as when you thought
life fall apart –
clear and open spaces
rain falling in the shadows –
as when you thought
life fall apart –
clear and open spaces
pitch
pitch
desolate windy waste
it coming in up the valley
from sun going down place
ablaze and bloody
streaks reaching out to us
on the green corner
the chances pitch
amid litter of broken plastic
exposed entrails dark
shadow of hedgerow
what has become unrecognisable
with each throw of the dice
further up the road more trouble
so we count ourselves
fortunate to stand thus
desolate windy waste
it coming in up the valley
from sun going down place
ablaze and bloody
streaks reaching out to us
on the green corner
the chances pitch
amid litter of broken plastic
exposed entrails dark
shadow of hedgerow
what has become unrecognisable
with each throw of the dice
further up the road more trouble
so we count ourselves
fortunate to stand thus
Monday, 20 July 2009
boundaries I & II
dapple
wide white trunk
other’s leaves Flickr
like alicia’s picture her world
map bits of scribble few lots
grown up cracked up impress
write anew
though
thought
gone
the world
buried
under centuries
of
myself
where we lived
before
now raised
‘heretofore unrealised’
This is my own private space (show me yours).
Boundaries (II)
remember the straight
remember the straight
that led to the sea
either side low windswept trees
gnarled and indifferent
my problems growing
the hill always seemed
indecent or man made
we argued over it
my friend laughing at my seriousness
you take it all too seriously he said
and the road sombre
now I see a brighter light at the edges
the sun about to appear after rain
why was it all so wasted so wrapped
in dark hedgerows all the broken
splinters of fragility strewn scare-wise
scattered willy-nilly in our slipstream
i see the long straight road
that led to the sea
either side low windswept trees
gnarled and indifferent
my problems growing
the hill always seemed
indecent or man made
we argued over it
my friend laughing at my seriousness
you take it all too seriously he said
and the road sombre
now I see a brighter light at the edges
the sun about to appear after rain
why was it all so wasted so wrapped
in dark hedgerows all the broken
splinters of fragility strewn scare-wise
scattered willy-nilly in our slipstream
i see the long straight road
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