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Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Pursue

A cup of tea, a cigarette
Reading of the poetry book
Before anyone else arrived

Fanciful techniques
Used to ward off
Urges of excitement
At her expected appearance

Which came in an intricate
Colourful style; masses of
The desires I had succumbed to

Each delicate day
More poetic comments
From new found
Friends and acquaintances

Each day another notch
Filed off the key-locks
To her entrapment

Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Divided & Indivisible

All the while, as if miles meant more than 
Her smile, half apparent no more

Feel into what one feels with, more than 
A rush of blood, whirls that spin no more

In that single file, one folder; more than
A grasp of whatever passes no more

Steal, or stolen, fallen more than
At last to bleed, indeed to seed no more

Monday, 31 December 2012

All but there

In her absence she often turned to meet him
With feigned presence
He always returned her greeting

In her absence defeated amusements begin
With indiscrete diffusions
She renders him unworthy of further meeting

Sunday, 30 December 2012

Curved Ball

I will close down, so soft, so slow
Walk again
Where the cherry blossoms grow

I say these words
On a wind worn night
With peace, not fear nor fright

The time may be long
Beneath the light of your moon
Let that I may be strong

In the swathes of poppies
Through the fields of corn
Sworn to beholden, feet worn

Howling gale, beating rain
Sounds so loud
They drown the retreating pain

Saturday, 29 December 2012

Artist’s Model

Water-paint of upturned breast
Impenetrable as the dawn mist
All else hidden by a scarf

That I imagine surrounded you
Untouchable as the dusk’s light
That laid low your shadow

I have a desire to touch
Disturb your soft free locks
& whisper my first soliloquy