She Wrote A Poem

Late of sulphurous dust

Ache to see her yawning

In her state the wait is on

She hears the borealis fawning

It’s light, it’s dark

It’s light again

It’s skies with silver linings

She wears phosphorescent finings

Late of cumulus musk

Faked to catch her calling

In her freight the date is on

She sees the courtiers a strolling

It’s time, it’s place

It’s time again

Its flights with hidden findings

Her sights light on viva volcanic bindings

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Truths

If you read

Enough love poetry

You will become a love poet

If you take your time

With truth and beauty

You will become beautifully true

If you make a point of seeing

The sunlight rise through the mist

The suns light will shine upon you

If you take your time with time

Then time will open her tome of time

To be there and waiting for you

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Narrowed

In the scenes of all the stories that I told you

A little of me, a little of you, a little of life

Margins of the hopes

That I hold onto, thanks to you

Within the dreams, the ways and means

The schizoid schemes that I sold to you

A shade of me, a shade of you, a shade of life

Sunlight on the slopes

Where I hope still to be for you

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Plantation

It is that time

Whenever I see the lavender

You, doubtless have similar irregular tensions

An image, an aroma

Even old fashioned

Imagination herself out there a wandering 

Would the slide rule

Help with sensations

Is any form of calculation going to bring order

These are not ghosts

Rather silk sheeted exposures

That lead us toward our past pretensions 

Together they take 

& hold the breath

From futures both past & present

We are not reluctant

Indeed in times ahead

We may again survive to seek out the lavender

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Bench

Ache passes

With the passage of time

Time passes, yet

Ache simmers for all classes

Lame ducks

& sulphurous gasses

Lime faced structures

Those gamely lasses

The fairway was rough

Momentary flashes

Our timely hush

The ache filled ashes

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Sensory Deprivation

We were naked

Happy to have warm salt water

Fondle our bodies

She wanted to

& we did submerge ourselves

Entirely lithesome underwater

My muse then

Weightless & spreadeagled

In petals of heavenliness

She wanted to

& we did allow ourselves

The extreme purity of indulgence

We became

Our own subterranean muses

In that love swim

Of our wonderful lives

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Noise & Fabrication

Don't become dowdy

Certainly not on my account

I'm not worth it

You deserve way better

My words are trapped

In previous relationships

Today's freshness & beauty

Is unable to penetrate the page

It seems far easier

To rely on what has gone before

To grieve over what can never return

To distort memories, with simple confusion

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> One

In the one is carried by the other

Imagination, a thankful mother

Of critical interventions

A shared thigh, stroked high

Sought out over here

Whispered verse, nowhere terse

Floating here, about over there

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Check-In

Surrounded by those

Who love me dearly

Yet it is the outsider

The one who

No longer loves me

It is she who opens me

She  is the one

Whose leverage prizes

These words from me

Hers is the warm skin

The fragrant bosom

Hers are the strong thighs

The thrusting passions

Hers are the memories

In the long-lasting juices

She is the obsession

Whose walls surround me

Hers are the reminders

Of Friday afternoon flights

Weekend-filled fantasies

Self-satisfied smug expressions

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Dip

It was three hundred yards from the hilltop hotel

Down the sand and pebble path

To the white beach

Where I laid my towel, in a calm by the rocks

Also for the first time in my life

I cast aside the trunks

In this way then, entirely naked

Early, before anyone other was out and about

I entered the heavily salted sea

If to make love is to reach a peak of exultation

To become frenzied in search

Of a wilder you, then

To float naked in Fuerteventura’s morning seas

Is one of life’s gentler climaxes

Where love is caught

Between skin and water

Between open thoughts & drifting absence

Between love lost, and love found, where both flow free

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Taken

I have searched out a thousand and one fascinations

Only to find that love was a thing beyond them all

I have travelled for hours and days and weeks

Only to discover that the journey does not end

Wherever love is absent

Today I can watch the saddest verses

Despair that in translation the words fall to a barren floor

I can wake with dizziness and confusion

Have doubts

That I might ever breathe peacefully again

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Woman

Woman, close & gentle, soft of touch

Peace of equilibrium

Holder of all natural love

Fear, to be overtaken, race of time

Urge of temptation, devourer of anxieties

Woman, warm & tender, in proximity

Calm, with balance

Giver of a carers love

Ache, to be unknowing, sweep of feet

Lace of intoxication, chaser of all pain

Woman, near to far, happy of fondle

Still of sobriety

Equally a sharer of conjugal love

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Fifteen Minutes Without Fame

Smile stranger

You who she hasn't yet met

Raindrops on her settled surface

Sideways shadow, absent fret

Prayer gives her certainty

Such is clear from her pose

She straightens herself from kneeling

Moves as a ghost, from pew to rose

Something close to silence

Shafted, sunlit, stained glass light

Footsteps taken, evenly, with reverence

She is moved by the quiet might

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Conditioning

I was approached

As I sat quietly

I was warm

Settled and comfortable

I had recently bathed

In that sense then

Of warmth and wellbeing

I had made fair of myself

Forged a sympathetic soul

Who was easily approachable

The approach was swift

Almost in an instant

I felt a cloud enter

With the heat of old love

Among its presence

I could talk of sand dunes

Only you don't know

I could talk of seashores

Only how would I show

If only I could talk, so

The lasting wasn't long, it

Lasted much less than the longing

The casting though was strong

The woman and the boy were

Both deeply & at once belonging

Approaching without warning

Down deep grooved pathways

Not asking to enter, so simply

I was entered; I was warmed

By what I had made of myself

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Thoughts

Warm clouds of soft mystery
Within the body, yet reachable
Within the mind, but touchable
Reachable and touchable
Just as we reach and touch
For baskets full of emotions
Just as we reach and touch
For nothing is there without her
Except nostalgia and nirvana

Disturbances, subtle with joy
Carrying reality as a thought
No more than a thought, yet
Realisable and visible
Just as we visualise and realise
The wind and the smokescreen
Just as we realise and visualise
That without her there is nothing
Except that which transpires


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Platform

She said it was like a fly's eye, the concourse roof

I had the risotto

Served with the pasta, bean, and minestrone soup

We are mostly aloof

Waiting for our northbound train

Will I see you tonight repeats over the tannoy

Could the next tune be a classical refrain

She spooked me with her spoof

Of someone who had lost their mind

Only to find her sat back to back behind

Me, making signs

Of childish amusement

I bought the book on sadness

A treatise on the latest developments

In the psychology of loss and bereavement

As with Tagore I read of civilisations

That continue to dance with their dead

Immersed in the understanding

The self-aggrandisement of life

How grandiose is the spirit

The spirit and the life

Kate had cabbage

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Couples

The swagger of her backside
A desperate need to move on
No time to reflect or meditate
On the artists transitory life

They turn together, smiling
Perhaps they met at Cambridge
One leads, one follows; one is as
Dominant, as one is submissive



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Wellcome

Slim youth, in new blue jeans

He seems too well preserved

For the self portrait of death

I observe his Abercrombie and

Fitch innocent white T shirt as

He flirts with the idea of ageism

The page is turned by artists

Older and younger than the

Mustachioed man in suits

Whose fruitful collection is

Today's hope of redirection 

For youths in denim jeans

Who it seems are fascinated

By the distant dirge of death

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09:08

Day tripping

Slipping back the sheets

Of weekend magazines

The neat skirts of writers

Flirting with their past

Lasting impressions

Of careers that crashed

Petite tales, on rails

Of steel and wonder

Under the disguise of

Surprises sprung

Bags slung on the racks

As we hurry down the tracks

Back to back conversations, with

Bathing beauties, in crimplene slacks

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Floatation

Was it me who loved your sea

Was it you who fell for my open moor

Was it we who gave our children

Oceans and mountains

Beside the streams, while climbing trees

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Exit Station

Cups of sodium lights
As if each one a cell
A memory connector
An illumination on
Delirious pasts &
Premonitory futures


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Defined

Is it art or is it dying

Is it all the lies

For which we try

To cry our eyes out crying

Flies on the wall

As doubts that prize

Our thoughts, until they

Might desensitise our souls

For all the world to know

Show how it ever was

Thus bound together

We died, buried by the snow

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Halfway to Sark

A wall

Standing between land and sea

Its height, its depth, its robustness

All those other defining features

The memory forgets the sketch

Instead one retraces on an essence

Of that particular Friday morning

Outside the wind picks up

It is still the time of darkness

I hear the sound of rain

Safe in a warm bed, I daydream

Of flags and pavements

Places, between one and another

Where small birds & children played

Ahead of us then 

Sights of happiness, or contentment 

Sat on a wall, looking at the boats

Tasting the ice cream

Less complicated than the

Complicated arrangements

The fortifications now to disassemble

Today the day is Wednesday

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Eyes opened to the wind

I close my eyes

To think of you

Beaches and blue skies

All those other dreams

That didn’t quite come true

The door opens

A shadow falls

Its fear reminds me

Of empty railway stations

& pointless telephone calls

I listen to the wind

The nights are long

Those friends I introduced

My friends, came back to you

Didn’t they? They came on strong

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Coalesce

The you who enters my dreams

Each time a little more perfection

It is true, two, who enter my dreams

Each time more hurt in the resurrection

Beautiful bobs, of burgundy & brunette 

Steps taken, set down neatly with divinity

Together slowly, the two of you meet

A debt approaching the depths of infinity

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AM

I search a trillion images

Not ever finding one of you

Even Godzilla can't diminish

The mannerisms that I view

Branches are black again

Snow melts all day through

I ache to find your picture

Loving to rummage for you

I merge a thousand words

Untold dedications to you

Evidently there is no finish

To moods I wantonly accrue

Romances are back again

Love smelts in and through

I make to find a simpler verse

Words that capture you anew

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As absent as the breath you draw

The anti-gravitational mist rises

Prizes itself from the fields of frozen snow

I didn't mean for you to break my heart

I didn't dream of the reasons to make it so

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The day is as still as your absence 

As absent as the breath you draw

I didn't ever mean to lose you 

In my schemes I never meant for you to go

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The canal surface settles the reflections

Fringed by the winter white hedgerow

I didn't mean for you to break my heart

I didn't dream of the reasons to make it so

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The day is as still as your absence 

As absent as the breath you draw

I didn't ever mean to lose you 

In my schemes I never meant for you to go

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The snowflakes that float on the breeze

Crystallised water as the thoughts that flow

I didn't mean for you to break my heart

I didn't dream of the reasons to make it so

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

The day is as still as your absence 

As absent as the breath you draw

I didn't ever mean to lose you 

In my schemes I never meant for you to go

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

In my schemes I never meant for you to go

In my dreams I never meant for you to go

In my schemes I never wanted you to go

In my dreams I never wanted you to go

I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go
I didn't ever mean to lose you
I never wanted you to go

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Basking in our soft soled, sequin shoes

Between the waking and the dreaming

There are things I mean to do

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

There is the love that I save for you

I am after finding a quieter life

I am after searching it out with you

I'm all for flying paper kites

Skipping out under silvered skies of blue

I'm all for painting picture frames

Stripping them back, to timeless delicate hues

Between the waking and the dreaming

There are things I mean to do

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

There is the love that I save for you

I am after reminders of simpler times

I am after minding them with you

I'm all for walks on submissive sands

Basking in our soft-soled, sequin shoes

I'm all for playing lovers games

Asking out for sensitive sensual truth

Between the waking and the dreaming

There are things I mean to do

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

There is the love that I save for you

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

There is the love that I save for you

Between the waking and the dreaming

There is the love that I save for you

Between the doubtful thoughts of meaning

Between the waking and the dreaming

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

Between the waking and the dreaming

Between the picture frames and the sequins

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you 

There is the love that I save for you

There is the love that I save for you

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Listen to Me and My Shadow play Between The Waking And The Dreaming on the back porch

Presently

I see the roadside rows

Of  leaning leafless trees

They are in relief, against a plain grey sky

In this moment I am mindful

I see the distant sodium lights 

Set out along the coastline

They are shining, beneath a plain grey sky

In this moment I am mindful

I hear music on the car stereo

Jim Morrison in full flow

His mojo is working, on his LA Woman

In those few moments I was mindful

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Natures Gifted & Wondrous Feelings

White silver sun
In a fog grey sky
Such excitable urges

Frosted tree and hedgerow
Mist over the frozen fields
Such intimate desires

Snow drifts up the hillside
Ice forms on the river bank
Such passions are aroused

Vapour of woman’s breath
Echoes of winter’s scents
Such a magnificent climax

Soft, rich crimson, energising sunrise
Silhouette’s the young man’s home
Such as to raise his new-day smile



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Vibrations From Beneath The Skin

If you should search

For something almost lost forever

& most unexpectedly

Even one might say at an inconvenient moment

That thing should reappear

Imagine then the inappropriate occurrence

Whilst caressing or massaging her shoulder

Stroking her thigh; foreplay as a woman does

To achieve that remembered sensual effect 

Deep into her erogenous zone

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