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325 · May 2016
Office four
A P Taylor May 2016
Phones are bleeping,
as bell rings, gone age before.

Emails hit with bing,
as inbox sings, challenge raw.

People are hurrying,
as stride heavy, upon corridor.

Cars angry blaring,
as daze cast, expletives roar.

My space is glaring,
as corner table, trees restore.

Home foreswearing,
as serenity rules, office four.
At last it is quiet in the Office
322 · Apr 2017
Ardour springs
A P Taylor Apr 2017
Pastel of flowers sprayed
leaves a backyard harbour.

Shards of sunlight enrich,
as renews sleeping ardour.

Crescendo of insects hum,
in crickets, gnats and flies.

Skies soft rainbow palette
Winter's doldrums disguise.
316 · Dec 2016
Fall upon you
A P Taylor Dec 2016
Ducking and weaving
in and out of faces.
Appearing as a smile,
willowy as stride,
I reach,
you meld to spaces.

Casting a stray gaze
in crowded alleys.
I see in fragments,
photos bare,
they fade,
in sepia tones I rally.

In the whirl of people,
swish of coat wear.
Familiar hand passes,
jigsaw pieces,
hovering,
at a grey mist I stare.

Then your pen answers
cutouts joined into.
Again within my reach,
in memories,
connect,
my eyes fall upon you.
312 · Dec 2016
Shadow ground
A P Taylor Dec 2016
Waves buffet
flesh.

Silently,
buzzsaws hum,
sanding.

Grinding
my shadow,
currents.

A black sky,
hovers,
resolves
to grey image.

My gaps,
monochrome
dunes
exposed.

Damage
gouged,
recovery
sought.

Oceans are
not placated.

A relentless
surging,
advances
by moon.

Erodes,
weakening.

Repair, as if
throwing rocks
toward
the sea,
308 · Jun 2018
Spy Ra
A P Taylor Jun 2018
::
                                 Find
                              spy Ra if
                            hide then to
                         risen  aside fire.
                      Flame  strikes pyre
                    stones   quarries lined.
                 Designs   in mason sketch
              dragging   chains rips silently.
           The teams   workers left in echoes
         commands   with yells cry viper still.
      Slave gangs   deep servitude  lay fear
   grains if sand   distance spears  wear.
Across demise   arose this design   In
to histories ills   has its mark made
305 · May 2016
Behind design
A P Taylor May 2016
Design behind cast
find nature undefined,
fools, life and death,
rules left behind.

Nothing is as seems
Bluffing as cover hand,
cards past chance,
shards truth lined.

Rules following blindly
jewels miss then within,
stressed is world
best know random.

Random know best
world is stressed
within, then miss jewels
blindly following rules.

Lined truth, shards
chance, past cards.
Hand cover as bluffing
seems, as is nothing.

Behind, left rules
death and life fools.
Undefined nature find
cast behind, design
A palindrome - words reversed from first three paragraphs
297 · Apr 2017
Palette
A P Taylor Apr 2017
Pastel of flowers sprayed
leaves a backyard harbour.

Shards of sunlight enrich,
as renews sleeping ardour.

Crescendo of insects hum,
in crickets, gnats and flies.

Skies soft rainbow palette
Winter's doldrums disguise.
A P Taylor Jan 2019
Quiet but for the sneezes and feet upon wooden floor
another woken, heard noises when opening the door,
little one sleeping still in distance a faint magpies song
Sunday morning in the suburbs while resting all along.

Upon blazing skies see an aeroplane in distance score
quiet but for the sneezes and feet upon wooden floor,
Sunday morning in the suburbs while resting all along
pause in a days welcoming rays as sleepy eyes belong.

Clouds dancing in the horizon a growing tide is strong
Sunday morning in the suburbs while resting all along,
quiet but for the sneezes and feet upon wooden floor,
a moment seeking company while still a presence raw.

Sunday morning in the suburbs while resting all along.
a stirring in bedrooms now as to calls here find belong,
nothing like a day with kids when no surprises in store,
quiet but for the sneezes and feet upon wooden floor.
292 · Jan 2019
Iron waves
A P Taylor Jan 2019
Steel verses steam water's strain
odes dissolve the waves to ship,
humanity barely buries the slain
in consciousness blood left drip.

Battles we enter as pathos seize
enemies seen with false minions,
warships hunt in distant degrees
as we battle currents of opinions.

Muse off upon sorties with guns
poetic rhymes left below to sink,
shattered bodies blood left runs
lives staring at foam in the drink.

Creativity of world will dwindle
as the sweep of sand and waves,
blasted back by a cordite spindle
where was that peace all craves?
292 · Jun 2018
Forest joins
A P Taylor Jun 2018
Friends we find in the strangest of places
around and between as branches of trees.
Leaves gather to rustling in sunny spaces
growing as sway upon canopies we seize.

Joining together leaves touch by degrees
within stars plume find special dust graze.
Upon ebon bustle swirl patterns of leaves,
galaxies surging brightly in desire ablaze.

In the shimmer of cosmos hands we raise
connected by words as upon spirits muse.
To carpets of light we join fingers in praise
found brightly burning into desires infuse.

Forest joins, if gather leaves in stars tune
a night sky reveals two faces in one moon.
290 · Feb 2019
Shadows they cast
A P Taylor Feb 2019
Remain viewing a message spent
clocks are headed toward twelve,
screen shows delivered, not sent,
eight minutes into enquiry delve.

Easy trust in huge tall man grown
way from tiny as years traversed,
friends, all of whom well known
at house not by a club dispersed.

Is group we trust from his school
stayed fast together seven years,
now are separating see lives duel
interstate or join cross city peers.

And once small shadows passed
now burly men heavy see parade,
setting sight on lives soon to cast
on their own, we the parents fade.
279 · Dec 2016
Blood as ink
A P Taylor Dec 2016
Letters set apart
illusion in deed.
Left as nothing
faint sketches,
hand moves.

Vermillion,
thick ooze,
by a slow
motion
falls
on

to



my page.
black, congealed.
darker imprint reflecting me.

As blood, a few words spread a surprising distance from their source.
260 · May 2018
Vessel becalmed
A P Taylor May 2018
On stone currents an Angel left freeze          
is a wooden vessel her guilt plies,
companion in trials is a Siamese,
toll reflecting in crossed eyes.

Floundered on rocks, vessel becalmed
wings behind wrapping up stage,
angled sprays leapt lives farmed,
men jostling into dark gauge.

Cumulus grey to brown surging green
turgid seas obscure dying calls,
wings of black shrouding scene,
bone breaking as rock mauls.
254 · Jun 2018
Below arc
A P Taylor Jun 2018
Ahead railway crossings boom,
I see flashing gates lower.

Tyres graze a rhythmic loom,
circles towards lie slower.

Here semi trailers ghosts sigh, overpass galloping horses
in a hurry moving sources, raised loads slashing by.

Stare into warehouse blocks,
chessboard light strangle.

Dark windows inside clocks
pawns to bishops angle.

Concert of steel links girders,
brass and horns mingle.

Grinding and noisy herders,
crows arc, voices tingle.

Night shadow, clouds we toss,
froth sputters in train

Below arc of Southern Cross,
distant on hills my aim.
249 · Dec 2016
Mirage
A P Taylor Dec 2016
Waters embracing,
foam screen draught.

Reflecting galaxies,
shadows, cloud craft.

Nebulas surround,
brush colours palette.

Rainbow mirage,
imbibe histories ballot.
231 · May 2018
Cumulus strains
A P Taylor May 2018
Clouds go carousing past me
view a distant patter of rains,
for while cotton spirals I see
you see the cumulus strains.

In the place breeze hovering
faint zephyr is rustling trees,
holds my cheek clamouring
reaches both, instant seize.

And the leaves past tussle
upon basalt skies left torn,
lies within depths of rustle
patterns once steps worn.

By day's end stars do dart
another frame set to view,
in hemispheres find apart
patterns upon skies, you.
228 · Feb 2018
Seas cadence
A P Taylor Feb 2018
Wave underneath prone, my slave ebon break,
hands swirl, fumbling, here body mine to wake.
Her bones, sandstone eddies etching my tune,
sculpture I desire, bones joined in sighs moon.

Currents whip, waters jaunt among her surges,
red blush marks to torso, as whimper emerges.
Silky cadence, ropes owned are strung sound
net open on shoals, scales arch gulls crowned.

Foam writhing on crest, fingers surges engage
in touches trance, curl as shells open on page.
As white clouds and mists cross over her eyes
breakers are slamming to her trembling thighs.
225 · Jan 2018
Airs lie
A P Taylor Jan 2018
Air hangs in grey of
plasters strain,
sitting in solid mass
lost tirade.

As trees branches
searching rain,
grass in half light
gold plaid.

Sheen of showers
palings decay,
cracks pink glaze
sills framed.

Shadows of birds
upon do stray,
to an ebon sheet
airs aimed.
Upon eve
224 · Jan 2018
Arabesque
A P Taylor Jan 2018
Upon stars orbits dust,
you circling too distant,
moons do reflect on,
stalled an iris.

By in rollicking hurdy,
tatty circus flows, the
sideshow vendors
hear my sigh.

Fragrant sweet pearls,
pink rose waters slide
Mars raining onto
snake skin.

Asian dwarf orchids,
burning in fragrance,
seen luminescent
ebon petals.

Till again beside me
waters sweep slate,
to a satyrs dance,
my arabesque.
212 · Jul 2018
To ground
A P Taylor Jul 2018
Here to the ground beseech
in the mottled gaze of winter,

Spring bulbs a thread teach
by loam mature while simper.

Petals remains out of reach
crisp the sunlight by fingers,

Unfurling the vibrancy each
unseen yet on palette lingers.

Spiralling on towards speech
buds rustle as earth simmers,

Heat smiles if minerals leech
flowers their vision glimmers.
210 · Sep 2018
Ink thrown
A P Taylor Sep 2018
Ink navy, a tide of emotion
blink as hurls stormy ocean,
fallow seethe, etched scripts,
shallow eddies capturing rips.

Salt of waves, currents snide,
faults gloom in foam astride,
mull cliffs, my stories baulk,
gleeful gulls, sly hover gawk.

Words go splash losing sight,
emerge to dune brief respite,
graze leave sharp, corals seer,
blaze raw depth my atmosphere.

Atmosphere, my depth raw blaze,
seer corals sharp, leave graze,
respite brief, dune to emerge
sight losing, splash go words.

Gawk, hover sly, gulls gleeful,
baulk stories, my cliffs mull,
astride foam in gloom faults,
snide currents, waves of salt.

Rips capturing eddies shallow,
scripts etched, seethe fallow,
oceans stormy hurls as blink,
emotion of tide, a navy ink.
A word based palindrome
201 · Jan 2019
Gardens listen
A P Taylor Jan 2019
Chinese friezes seen metres high
reaching as stairs toward clouds,
ebony black, bamboo tints apply,
conversation hums in the crowds.

The distant clink of fine porcelain
hurries by metal clatter of spoon,
marble witness in pale grey stain
as table cloths sweep over room.

Central chandelier orchid below
flowers hang heavy in pale lilac,
conversations soft in space row,
plants thick of shade right back.

Large formal chairs around brim
mobile phones, duelling in stress,
half will exit to the pool to swim,
others suits as go about business.
The room where the US negotiating team with North Korea had breakfast each day in the Singapore Shangri La, Garden wing
198 · Jan 2019
Playground
A P Taylor Jan 2019
Glitters among a casing of gold
quartz are veins infused riven,
to welcome a stranger are writers
glitters the gift all seem given.

Sparkling the halls of ascent
promise as hail associations hence,
artistic endeavour rich in crazes
space lies between a barbed fence.

Crafted a virtual playground
distant so borders do not touch,
where vultures flying do roam
only created in dreams or such.

Descends a sense of unease
inside the quartz, wringing blood.
those welcomed are of difference
outsiders find their end in mud.

Tradition from a single nation
familiar as observe roles supine,
radical, a narrowness of thought
spout ever a complimentary line.

Precious metal naturally nuggets
then refined down to gold bars,
on the surface easy to miss
if defined an authoritarian parse.

And those that dare question
(as if in true art we are bound),
politely discarded to chambers
challenge lost in excuses found.

And as taken out of the group
noted the absence of noise,
originals have nuggets panned,
from the passing girls and boys.



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