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3.4k · Mar 2019
Yours Sincerely
Brian Yule Mar 2019
When they look back on me

Let them all swear

He always stole diligently

Oft-times unawares

& If he plucked on your heartstrings

Another man's chords

He only piggybacked to reach higher
2.8k · Feb 2019
Haiku: Sullen Roar
Brian Yule Feb 2019
Side-eyed into silence
She settled for a sour stare
Tongue-tied defiance
1.1k · May 2021
Brian Yule May 2021
Six degrees below
Planetary motion shifts hues
Sunlight blues scattered
Splattering a blood halo haze
Across the swift darkening scene
783 · Mar 2019
Somewhere I Sat
Brian Yule Mar 2019
That’s my old chair
The one I used to doze in
While Mr Parker droned on ‘bout maths & that
I was gonna sit down front near Kerry Keener
But in the end I thought, nah, better not, so here I sat

You see, just here, my keychain scraped the plastic
As I ragged around to try & find a comfy spot
& that bit there got scuffed
The more my trainers rubbed it
I never could sit sensible
So they said

That armrest there snapped clean off when Matty Parker
Went arsefirst backward over it, farting on,
We laughed our backs off that time, Matty too like
It’s a few years now that Matt’s been dead & gone

& round the back there
Do you clock the “I heart Lisa”
Jason compass-scrawled once before class, the cheeky ****
He knew I had a soft spot for that Lisa
I made ******’ sure that Jase was out of luck

I haven’t seen that Lisa in a fair while
Jason neither like, funny how life goes
Still, you close one door, another waits ajar like
Sit still too long you won’t go far like, I suppose
596 · Aug 2021
Brian Yule Aug 2021
Then we who have lost
Wove together willow strands
Grew shaded solace
569 · Mar 2019
Dial M for Masochism
503 · Jun 2021
Bound for Valparaíso
Brian Yule Jun 2021
Night falls, cape rounded
From deck we gaze on Fuego's
Haloed afterglow
485 · Sep 2020
Brian Yule Sep 2020
Fragrant tinted lure
Saccharine glistening sundew snare
Cruel allure to rule
Brian Yule Mar 2019
Trash talk
Constant bickering
Insults & snide retorts
These gobshites never give it a rest
Must be home
448 · May 2021
Garden, Dusk
Brian Yule May 2021
Nightfall's halting progress
Nightingale alights on lush gorse
Faint glint of lamplight on beak
From shed door left ajar
Within, the gentle thrum of lathing
The soft mirth of shared labour
Hushed air atingle
Twilight stutters
& fades
A hedgehog snuffles
435 · Feb 2020
Didn't You Hear It‽
Brian Yule Feb 2020
Didn't you hear it
Insistent pounding
A distant rave
Or, more like, thrumming
A steady motor
Growing deeper
Doppler shifting
Must be moving
Ever further
Heading for some farflung meeting
A severed murmur
Faintly familiar
Did you not hear it
366 · Apr 2021
Brian Yule Apr 2021
Vacant lot
Cement dust & foundations
Left unbuilt on
When the bubble burst
331 · Mar 2020
The Line
Brian Yule Mar 2020
Ache of being isolated grown too close
You spin the wheel, though wary
Weary too
Another raw encounter: open wound
Another tongue duel probing to find out
The rule you’ve never broken
A lure, if spoken; left unsaid, a doubt
A bur to hook the tighter those who run
Nursing the rub
The present friction burns of uncertainty
The pleasant fictions formed to fill the gap
This shifting scene that saps with sifting urgency
This morphing tempter mutely mouths its name
Read my lips
Spill my dear
Do you decline
Or feast fears
Climb into bed
Sip on the nectar
328 · Oct 2020
Nature Watch
Brian Yule Oct 2020
Hide-witnessed otters
Pups frolicking on ice slides
Grace note bursts silence
323 · Oct 2020
Brian Yule Oct 2020
& then
Finally knowing itself
Candour rode naked
Unwrapped in a splendour
Born in shade
Freed finally from the clamour
Of clinging on
This raw dark undappled
A ripe fruit
Plucked from empty branches
After the fall
309 · Feb 2021
Brian Yule Feb 2021
the sky void of light
city sprawl stole its shimmer
ever present glow
308 · Sep 2020
Brian Yule Sep 2020
Suspended in brackish undulations
Dunes shield this lagoon speculation
From seething currents
301 · Mar 2020
Red Kite
Brian Yule Mar 2020
Red kite's graceful arc
Grateful swoop for kitchen scraps
Suburban garden
300 · Jun 2021
Fire Rose
Brian Yule Jun 2021
Fire rose in the wood
A sudden flowering bloom
From Summer's dry depths
By lightning pollinated
Spreading seeds of choking ash
299 · Mar 2019
5er #2: Exit Strategy
Brian Yule Mar 2019
Last day
Change is tugging
Exchanging digits though
Moving on don't mean we can't stay in...
Where'd she go?
271 · Apr 2019
The Pursuit of Happiness
270 · Aug 2020
Brian Yule Aug 2020
Pupils dilating
The flecks of jade in your eyes
Trace my torso, bound
269 · Dec 2019
Erstes Weihnachten
Brian Yule Dec 2019
Homeland long seas back
Glühwein shared, ornaments hung
Seeds of heimat placed
264 · Mar 2019
A Wedding Gift
Brian Yule Mar 2019
A handsome gift
Not on the wedding list
Elegantly packaged
Glass figurine
Bride & groom
Entwined in first dance
Wrapped up in each other
On the box's base
Clear but concealed
Repeated exposure to heat & cold
Can expose invisible cracks
255 · Mar 2019
Acorns in Absentia
Brian Yule Mar 2019
Acorns in absentia
Adorn the barren field
Ungathered post the autumn fall
Unsprouted seed beyond recall
Withered where once was wherewithal
In accord with the fallow yield

And will the bare earth reignite
Weedwild and verdant, full of fight  
Second wind, second sight,
Some forgotten, refracted beam of light
In shifting dust revealed

Some autumnal hymnal hummed
Will popping fruit to fullripe come
Once this lull’s long hurt is healed
This restless tomb unsealed

For now
Acorns in absentia
Adorn the barren field
With thanks to Ms. Francesca Ruffo for her casual museship.
234 · Jul 2021
Kitchen, Christmas morning
Brian Yule Jul 2021
Crushed thyme & rosemary
The mountain of spuds fresh peeled
Leave sapped arms aching
Granny still fussing over
All dinner's little just so's
233 · Aug 2020
Brian Yule Aug 2020
The summer stretched out
A stray cat
Sunning itself
In possibilities
225 · Apr 2019
Brian Yule Apr 2019
Babes have hit puberty hard

Since we were entwined

& most days

I don't even think of you

& some days

I can't even call

The contours of your face to mind


When I dream

Obscure dreams

Vivid dreams

Humdrum dreams

Surreal dreams

Foolish dreams

My lover


                             is always you
224 · Mar 2021
Sir, I'm Eve
Brian Yule Mar 2021
Evil I did?
Maid I am
Adam mine
Denied is one man
I lived dogma
I am god?
I name no side in Eden
I'm mad?
A maid I am
Did I live?
This is a palindromic poem inspired by the "madam, I'm Adam" palindrome. The individual parts of the poem are in common circulation, all I've done is to weave them together into a narrative.
220 · Sep 2020
The Diet
Brian Yule Sep 2020
All felt the fable
Dwindle & swell
The swindle whispered
Into every eyeball
The tramelled multifarious
Steady steady
Soft sell
Who'd fall for that
We say
As it settles down to dwell
In our depths & recesses
Tales of decline & progress
210 · Dec 2020
Gathering Dark
Brian Yule Dec 2020
Shrouded eyes
Distant to cope
Already halfway there
Recognise his face
209 · Oct 2020
Brian Yule Oct 2020
Crickets chirping
A pulsating veil
Beyond which silence knocks
Heat seethes from baking rocks
Alive in this aching
Swathed in hot spring's cocoon
Crushed **** steeping
Nurturing her hushed bleeds
Wonder's womb weeping
A carrion bird perching,
Unsated, wails
209 · Nov 2020
The Undercarriage
Brian Yule Nov 2020
Robust numbers resist
With stubborn clarity
As tunnelvision experience suborns denial
Facts persist
204 · Mar 2020
Brian Yule Mar 2020
Accepting the lack
Found comfort in ordering
Stirring the tea leaves
202 · Aug 2020
Brian Yule Aug 2020
Gazing down
I see this dull blade drew blood
Dial blind as ache lulls
Defy ease as life oozes free
Don’t lie down
Don’t sleep
Keep fear sharp
As faint creeps the soothing deep
Passions eked
Awareness do not forsake me
Come on
Come on
I stare vague at the mess where my wrist used to be
Which emergency?
Ambulance please
Consciousness bleeds
I wake with cool linen covering me
202 · Aug 2020
Brian Yule Aug 2020
Morphisms ignored
You seed sour schisms
Divide & bleed
Bluster-concealed claw of iniquity
Blink & you'll miss misdeeds
Bleak greed breeds alacrity
Mimic predators
Crack fatigue
Shoved in your leaking maw
Sweet as a fatal flaw niggling
Raw needs wriggling
Impelled again to begin again
Fresh meat, feed me, let me sin again
Defeat just past the next win
But when
Actions unsating swiftly flow
Satisfaction ebbs
Objectifying friend & foe
This spluttering glut will not quench
201 · Mar 2019
Keep your eye on the balls
Brian Yule Mar 2019
Shadowboxing with a dead man as a massacre stills  

Fingerdancing to smoke & mirror the masses

Whistling frantic in the gathering dark to steady the ranks

Faith trumps facts

A strong man acts

Greasepaint thick

Growing cracks

A flailing will can kick up sparks

Keep squeezing shills

Catch easy marks

Throw enough show & something will stick

That's shitbusiness!
198 · Apr 2020
Brian Yule Apr 2020
Relic of past aches
Gaze-blunted conversation
Brushed touch-me-not folds
195 · Aug 2020
Brian Yule Aug 2020
Plumes from tree bones bloom
Spitting entropy murmurs
Sun sap escaping
190 · Mar 2019
Nietzsche: 6-letter poem #1
187 · Mar 2019
5er #3: Catching
Brian Yule Mar 2019
Pay dirt
Eyes her target
Sit just so & sit tight
Let him think that he's the hunter, then
******* fish
182 · Feb 2020
A Little Quiet
Brian Yule Feb 2020
When I say
You’re too kind
I mean it
The dull stabs
Of your best intentions
Only stir the wound
Leave me to grieve
These woollen words you weave
To soften woe
Do not deceive
My threadbare wits
That they are whole
No peace for me maybe
A little quiet
176 · Oct 2020
Brian Yule Oct 2020
Immersed in meadowfoam nectar
Deputised to cross the threshold
Feaster feeds a future
175 · Mar 2020
Winter, Flanders
Brian Yule Mar 2020
Nightfall brings respite
To drag wounded from corpse fields
First snowdrops in bloom
161 · Jan 2021
Brian Yule Jan 2021
Frost burns through thin gloves
Fallen jackpine bars the way
The search continues
Refused light by day-shy dawn
By lamplight I hack branches
158 · Aug 2020
Brian Yule Aug 2020
Among these hungry passengers
One saps my will to change
One lives my life in retrograde
One grades my every strain
One whispers, urgent “cling on tight”
One drags, hissing “let go”
One sighs at spans I dared not leap
One only tells me no

Yet am I the driver, the vehicle or the road?
Heady with survival, destined to corrode
Clarity eludes me: what’s will, what’s work, what’s way?
Each fumbled innovation, a blindfold duel against decay
154 · Aug 2021
Brian Yule Aug 2021
Umbrella tangos
With a long-faded Cubs cap
In the sudden gale
Halestruck street swift abandoned
Stray dog their sole spectator
149 · Aug 2021
Brian Yule Aug 2021
Breath held short
Dare I tread
One step further
Put forth serene
But as the threshold approached
My smooth pulse quickened
Grew erratic
Sharing these dreads unspoken
The just-beyond unknown
To trust that these bonds, yet unbroken, will hold
Or to fold, shed this chance to have grown
143 · Oct 2020
The Depths
Brian Yule Oct 2020
Vacant mirror
Arid pen
Sallow silence

Naked page
Swallowed minutes from
Borrowed hours

Cave's former roar
Sunken stream
Struck dumb

Wallow in
Parched flow
As hollow grows

Sin hallow
Burrow deeper
Into ashes

Seeking signs
Of dew saved
From the drought
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