Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Wednesday, 30 May 2012
Listening to Michelangelo
Into the wind
On sand, beside water
Sunrise, sunset
Always the north star
Bereft of ties
Minds work intent to keep me
As if to walk into the desert
To plant the cactus
Lines drawn, portraits painted
Carvings made in lime and oak
Preserve the distance
Insulate from the pull of skin
Rhythms, vibrations, visitations
Drumbeats of the forest
Evolve to a slower pace
Care to jot down the ice effects
Let the love that entered
Find clear space for re-entry
Warm thoughts fully felt
Smelted by the sun up sun
Out of the wind
Away from dereliction
Ache for the escape you ache from
Escape from the ache you escape for
Talk of sweet dreams
Send your love and kisses
Tell soft stories
Ease out the easy words
Mountain streams and wishing wells
Rainstorms and taxi cabs
Intoxications, fascinations & visitations
Down the telegraph wires of immense truth
Touch it once, taste it once
Care not for incommunicado
Cavort as only imaginary friends may cavort
Become the goddess and the giant
Be drawn along the star-line and the causeway
Ache for the love that loves to ache
Ache with the love that aches to love
She walks in, he watches
How to say hello
Fired with lust - Lord let it be love
Stay calm, appear neat and cool
Boy I could be there
Throwaway words thrown away
Ghastly gestures gestured
Fool, fool, fool
Find yourself, be yourself
Open your defences, become vulnerable
Love is what love is
Care for her care
Thank heaven for words and voice
Place your arm on her shoulder
Lend her your leather coat
Be fascinated by her fascination
Be intoxicated by her intoxications
Be visited by her visitations
Dance as you ached to dance
Ache as you dance the dance that aches
a poem from In & Out of Dream Space
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Tuesday, 29 May 2012
Elbowed Out
Find me in a faithless light
Of the past and of the night
Singing songs and losing sight
Find me in a faithless light
Find me on a timeless flight
Of a mind with viscous plight
Taking risks and getting tight
Find me on a timeless flight
Find me with the blameless right
Of a future felt and trite
Saying yes or maybe might
Find me with the blameless right
a poem from In & Out of Dream Space
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Monday, 28 May 2012
At the side of dykes
The day is cold
Fog, frost, the Fosse Way frog
The day is cold and if I make the call
I expect a riposte filled reception
Sat in the mall, my mind is stalled
I am feared of further deception
Maybe six years ago we slept together
As is the way with lovers
Did I forget to mention
I miss her mind
Thats not just my kind intention
Though for certain it is those thighs
Where my loins verbose
Is the real deal abstention
We turned a trick
In and out of bed we were slick
Though in conversation matters were worse
We became adept at surreal pretension
All in turn turned to silence
Avoidance of compliment or discourse
It was up
With no structure
Neither an outhouse construction
To fall back upon
a poem from In & Out of Dream Space
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Friday, 25 May 2012
Trepidation
Luxuriate in that fearless time of youth before you ever witnessed the exploits of the Mafioso
Wander if you will in that skeletal forest, reminiscent of Nash’s burnt, scarred and devoured environment
Do you need to know any of that backstory to see that this is the face of a scared and frightened man
a poem from In & Out of Dream Space
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Splashed Water
I did not, would not, could not say no
Therein lies the impossible power of attachment
I pulled you close
Looked into your eyes
You laughed, yet you were quite unable
To look back into mine
I sat naked
As we dined
On the waterside terrace
Of my ex-wife’s sprawling cottage
You told of vacations
I began to understand
You ate easily of the anchovies
I struggled to find more abundant supplies
It was indeed unexpected for a neighbour to intrude
With pointless talk, endless conversation
Of troubles found
Both here & beyond the Horn of Africa
a poem from In & Out of Dream Space
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