Monday, 2 January 2012
not again
have I lost you
By running from your futures no’s
To cliff edges
From grounds below an endless grey
To a doubt that chases sleep, prayers and
The hopes
I placed on the altar
My eyes are behind this song
As it plays to my tears and….
….
2011
wanting
What possibly can I get
From your purring
My pining is for kind words
For this nave buried in the ground
What possibly can I get
By your reply so terse
I want it all, in chapter and verse
So in you I will be found
When possibly can I get
now after my Arrant avowals
In Chapters say it, in silent vowels
That I can come around
2011
From your purring
My pining is for kind words
For this nave buried in the ground
What possibly can I get
By your reply so terse
I want it all, in chapter and verse
So in you I will be found
When possibly can I get
now after my Arrant avowals
In Chapters say it, in silent vowels
That I can come around
2011
a slow crash of petals
Put a light in my stirrup
The warmth of Ashkenazi
Forsook all one dreads
To find comfort in a bean cake
but for a stick of freedom
I sipped a sakè with Bushido
So my autumns may come to life
And, in falling to their doom
smiles
to a slow crash of petals
and to a something that knows
2011
The warmth of Ashkenazi
Forsook all one dreads
To find comfort in a bean cake
but for a stick of freedom
I sipped a sakè with Bushido
So my autumns may come to life
And, in falling to their doom
smiles
to a slow crash of petals
and to a something that knows
2011
Nephew x
In the name of he who sent us here
We welcome you to the todays
tiny fingers and cries
From this bosom you will become
And fill us with wonder
2010
We welcome you to the todays
tiny fingers and cries
From this bosom you will become
And fill us with wonder
2010
Saturday, 8 October 2011
nantuckee
Kentucky upside down
A ways from Nantucket
Over the blue mountains and single wooden shacks
Down the branch to Chattanooga
On a left past Roanoke
Atlanta in red sky
the sun’s last stand
before the winds of Panchotarain
brother arise , we are in Texas
2011
A ways from Nantucket
Over the blue mountains and single wooden shacks
Down the branch to Chattanooga
On a left past Roanoke
Atlanta in red sky
the sun’s last stand
before the winds of Panchotarain
brother arise , we are in Texas
2011
Friday, 7 October 2011
Average Frustrated Chump
That grab my ears every twilight
Your memory collared me
And buried in my quietness
Is a daily vision of you
My anger of small matter
Has been trumped by desire
how to hide the words
That herald
the heart’s uncontrollable bursts
That I am in love
2011
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
to where we came
We have come
haven’t we
To were we looked to be
Using the March rivers
We looked for the right tide
Hatchets to find your treasure
Hidden in our yard
And after the tail spin
A new order for the eyes
2011
haven’t we
To were we looked to be
Using the March rivers
We looked for the right tide
Hatchets to find your treasure
Hidden in our yard
And after the tail spin
A new order for the eyes
2011
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