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Monday, 3 April 2017

Juxtaposed Proximities

I smile
At your breath
Your easy hand
On our juxtaposition

I woke earlier
I think not then that to wake was any dare
Other than to share your morning
With the blackbird

And the fresh brewed
Blended Breakfast and Earl Grey
Warm
Warm tea

I lay in warmth
Of cotton and plumped up pillows
And the warm breath
Of the juxtaposed proximities

Of
Of our unadorned
Of our
Of our unadorned and naked bodies


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Sunday, 2 April 2017

Kiss Stops And Lollipops

It is
That which we do not see
Or don’t take time
To connect with

Unable, unstable
My baby, my lady
I cradle you in my arms
I cradle you

Able to say love
Equal to any coincidence
By inference my
Intentions laid open

Only the clearest
Interpretation
My sensations caught
By shadows and sequins

Whispers
Kiss stops by the bus stops
Kiss stops and lollipops
Kiss stops, lollipops, bus stops

Love
Love, and chance, and lollipops
And by chance
She came to kiss me


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Saturday, 1 April 2017

Of Passions And Pains

Juxtaposed
The grotesque
Twixt life and death

Of loss
Lost love
Of teardrops

And teardrop bottles
Uncollected
They lay beneath the Lilac Tree

Stored then, as unconscious finds
Transitory minds; the last one out
Turns off the lights

More chance than coincidence
More fiction than fate, berate
The tradition, it is then to be too late

To open the unexpected box
Either to ask the deeper question
Or to swing, as the fox by the sunlit fountain

Or fall, as did the clown, out-with
Of his crown, but weighted down
By his mountains of passions and pains

He was undone
As done
By deed, or gain, or fame, or shame



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Friday, 31 March 2017

The Whole Of Milan

I am going here
You are going there
A while ago this might not have mattered
Or at any rate
Not carried any gravitas
For lovers, washed ashore, in separate states

This is simply the grandest fruit scone
Ever placed on any triangular plate
Trig points
In a bowl of reddest
Raspberry jam
And coffee

Served
In only the way of galleries
Cafés
Grand hotels
Art Houses
And the whole of Milan

All of this
More than, or less than important
In comparison to those other ways, or at any rate
Compared to those red-letter-days
At Bureau Veritas
For lovers, washed ashore, without packing crates


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Thursday, 30 March 2017

One Mile From Everywhere

One mile from anywhere
One mile from nowhere
One mile to two houses
Each with their own name
In a place also with a name
A name, and a lake
And a children's
A many children's
A many happy children's
A many happy children's garden
One mile from anywhere
One mile from nowhere
One mile from everywhere



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