Storm Psychology

Woken
By the tearing wind
& the driving rain

As if unspoken
The mid of night truths
Race around to stain

Stain this once youth
Whose three score years
No more remain

His image left
On the tails of winds
Amidst the thrusts of rain

He’ll restrain
From being uncouth
If it's all the same

Yet the stories
Of his tainted fruits
Still surely lead the shame

If only to explain
Of himself
Who was he to blame

Lying here unrestrained
In the tearing wind
& the driving rain



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Sugar Rush of Doubt

He looks out upon his woods
A clear view
From her cottage bedroom window
He tiptoes barefoot
Over the newly fitted carpets

I drive a little faster
In a mood of dark suspense
I hold a tight grip
On my gathering nervous self
I cross the vast suspension bridge

The boy surely meant no harm
His was a simple innocent response
To one well experienced
In the use
Of well chosen yet ambiguous words

Why should I second guess
What's only vaguely true
How could I end up
Such a mess
As often, be so far askew


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Day & Light

The forecasted storms did not materialize
Instead a morning of wild, phenomenal skies
Turner himself could not have painted such colours
Diaghilev himself could not have elucidated such movements

Reds as true
As the blood drawn by Spanish bullfighters
Blues as sure
As Yves Klein himself would have ground
Silvers and whites as clear and bright
As the most majestic of imagined miraculous visitations
Pinks and greys; flamboyant, calm, an immense sense of tranquility
As stillness amongst the highest of transformative energies

A sky formed from infinite layers
As if a thousand deep stage curtains
Each one rolled slightly back
To bring the one in front in view
Repeated ad infinitum
Until there, at the point of disappearance
A light, a light with all the joys of life in its luminosity
A weightless shining, an emissive source of brilliance
At the very source of brilliance

In the afternoon
On the journey home
Heading south east, looking due west
A length of cloud beyond the grasp of straight on vision
As if a carpet of crumpled white felt was hanging from the stars
An impression of damp svelte
With a shower of iridescent droplets falling
From our sky towards the mist covered ground

For those on the terra-firma
Immediately beneath
The shimmer fine lines of water
They might be heard to say
"It is no more than a shower"
Yet to me, these few miles away
It is as it may have been at the very beginning
A deliriously spectacular show
An upstaged curtain raiser to Jean Michel Jarre
With all his wondrous visual projections


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Pure Oxygen

Other breaths are drawn
Where once we drew breath
Other favours fawned
Where once we made nests

Storm clouds at dawn
Tinged by the sunrise
Our paths, shaved forlorn
Never to smile again he cries

Out into the pink and blue
Shears of brilliant hue
Heightened illumination
Foils of a storms formation

Such wild torrid heavens
As once rampant our love
Glows of favoured brethren
Giants from lost worlds above

Our flames from the forges
Steps to furnaces of hell below
Fall back to say you're gorgeous
To part was a magnificent sad blow



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Offspring

He is a part of you
A part of you
That I hold
That I hold on to

Unusually it’s a pleasure
Occasionally he’s mildly combative
Always more personable
Than I could ever be

That he is such a treasure
I, at my age
Can see it could well last
Beyond all of my forevers

& because he still loves you
(I assume so)
I might still touch your love
Better that than never


A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text