Recoil

Let me remember the beauty
The well-lit interior
The stained glass chapel
The trumpets for the organ

Let me remember the kindness
Brother Daniel
Keeping law and order
Keeping everything moving

Let me think on
Of walks in the gardens
Of walks by the river
Of the path up through the woods

Don’t let me slip into the miasma
Of this, the back-end of autumn
Of rain, of wind
Of overcast skies

Always remind me
Of the hug from my son
Of his kind, loving girlfriend
Who brings him such joy

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Replacement

I have lost one
And I have found one
Is that now
How it is always to be
I’m not certain
That I deserve such love
But it is there
So I will share it

Not that I will pester
No
For in the past
That plan got me nowhere
Though neither will I be
Silent
For also in the past
That method achieved precisely diddly-squat

I have found one
And I don’t want to lose him
That is
How it is always to be
I’m not certain
That we deserve each other
But we have it
So pray let us share it

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Time Pieces

Nine monks
Ten, with me, in the congregation
It is a well made bench
The new garden
Not quite so well made
They are, in business speak
Sweating the assets

I am losing my belonging
The love affair is over
As was the last love affair
A long long time ago
No amount of treacle tart
Or clotted cream
Can make up for the lost ground

I will leave tomorrow
In search of a new inspiration
The Italian
Or did I decide he was Eastern European
He arrives late; actually, every time
He has attended, he has turned in late
And that it seems is what it’s coming to

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Free for 5 days, Box Poems for Kindle

Learn how to create your vey own box poem, turn your twelve lines into a twenty four line poem where the irregular repetition almost always seems to add to the poem.

From the 22nd to the 26th of December you can download Box Poems for free!

Use the method over Christmas and beyond to amuse and impress your poetry, or non-poetry friends.

Here is one example, the book has loads more:

Cube 1: Bottom, left, right, front, back, top

I am aware of the completeness of my body

As I stand between the monumental stone pillars

I breathe in, I breathe out, I take a step forwards

Onto the narrow, rutted, potholed lane

With walls, fences, and verges to the side

The lane turns corners and falls gradually

Before reaching the main road and the promenade

Which in turn takes me down to the beach

I remember the rippled, and wet, firm sands

The tide was receding 

The sunrise was slowly rising 

I breathe in, I breathe out, I take a a step forwards

I stop, stand in wonder for a while; I retrace my steps

Before reaching the main road and the promenade

The tide was receding

I am aware of the completeness of my body

I sit in the cafe with a coffee and a cigarette

The lane turns corners and falls gradually

The sunrise was slowly rising 

Onto the narrow, rutted, potholed lane

I stop, stand in wonder for a while; I retrace my steps

With walls, fences, and verges to the side

I remember the rippled, and wet, firm sands

I sit in the cafe with a coffee and a cigarette

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See how much easier
When the practice
Has been practiced

The words fall one by one
Onto a satisfied
Smile of a face

A smile, with a body
Which walks
Without weight or pain

The skies stepped on one by one
Light as air
Not a care in the world

So comfortable
In her own skin of skin
Skimming pebbles over the pond

The gondola’s
Are tomorrow’s treat
So neat to be so neat

Without a single taste of defeat
Always the victorious
Just occasionally the notorious

As on that occasion
No, no point here of persuasion
I must keep her secret

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