slowly withdrawing
fading away
soon there'll be nothing left
but my frown
like the cheshire cat's smile
turned upside down

do me a favour
while im here
keep your crush
tucked in your pants
if you want this thing
to go forward
not end
in the same old dance

I sit on a beach
the sea is rough
a pair seagulls hurtle by
a mere foot above the waves
I try to imagine what it's like
to be them
moving through the air at that speed
looking down
wild ocean frothing foaming
surging below me
so close
that when a wave breaks
it reaches up to pull me under
feeling the cold spray splattering my chest

beautiful red in the sky this morning
reminds me of that shepherds warning
there was no red in the sky last night
so maybe the weather warnings right
there might be rain during today
oh wind please come drive it away
although the garden needs its boon
I'd rather clear skies so sun shine soon

truth has teeth
of that I'm sure
cos when it bites
bods bite back more

I wanted to post you some autumn leaves

blood red
jewel like
littering my garden

enclosed in an envelope they withered
darkened to dull

the love that nearly sent them glows

It's surface
a perfect plane
reflecting the glow
of autumnal trees
on the shore
above
a cloudless sky
a sudden breeze
frigid as the waters
mars perfection

so you finally get to have her
on her deathbed
how perfect
would you ****** as much
over me
on mine
of course not
that's too real
you'd run away
as you already have

got a rather large
rabbit
hopping round my garden
without even
a beg your pardon

Past the age
for intrigue
I read my old diary
so urgent
those underlinings

are you
******?
when you write
your poems
he asked
as if they were
nothing
more than
that

I move into some private space
looking for what brings me here
to this place at this hour
the church clock strikes midnight
bringing me out of my reverie
the last note sounds out across the green
rolling out beyond the sleeping cottages and farms
past the nearby meadows
over the silent flowing stream
finally fading to nothingness
in neighbouring valleys
outside I look up
brilliant stars shine down
on the dark unheeding village
I move on looking for what brings me here
to this place at this hour...

nothing
prepares you
for
the ****** decrepitude of old age
an obscenity of
plastic bags for *****
plastic bags for *****
fear of losing
your teeth down a drain
egg white and crackers are all you keep down
grumbling old hags in the coffin queue
waiting for the shroud

you are the most intelligent man ive ever met
and yet
go against your own best advice
does the second statement
render the first
null

we dice
and hold the upper hand
with fortunes won hard but
life is a dog and we are curs
with fates befit a mutt

The church clock struck
midnight
in muffling fog
a familiar yet
ominous sound
like the warning bell
on an ocean buoy
tolled by sea's
rythmic swell

poems that sound like the flow of a brook

don't occur to me.....


statico bursts of  hollow pain                        
my golden elm again
and again


music perhaps to those
not quite sane
?

why is this rhyme occuring....

A soothing mien
he has not
but like a shark
in a swimming pool
he has unignorable
presence

I've never recalled dreams he said
although it isn't true
re creating history
is what he likes to do
it some how makes him feel good
as he would rather be
the man who has a perfect brain
no need for him to see
i wonder why he does that
i really couldn't say
should i just ignore it
and go my separate way

Impulses signalling
the state
of bone and muscle
come pulsating
along nerves

It's been years
you knock on the door
i open it
you come inside
i close the door
we turn to each other
glide into each others arms
faces buried in each others necks
we smell
inhaling deeply
brains click into gear
a process started
i want you with ALL my being
you want me too tho fight it
we undress
no words spoken
clasping each other we couple
urget
over
fast
we cling
inhale each other deeply
again
slowly
we come to
start to part
feelings change
each feel ashamed
of this red hot raw
cool settles in
creates a din
in our brains
we separate
feelings abate
procreation...

drifting through mist
scouring the sand
looking for shells, pebbles
twisted driftwood
ancient treasures clutched in hand
skeins of seaweed
splayed on the beach
foaming white lace
i dance
out of reach

the
thought

of
you

passes

across
my tongue

like

the
taste of
bitter coffee

Tranquilizers
make her
soggy
and hard
to light

full moon
on the beach
altar to prayers
i sacrifice
vain hopes
and climb
stars
stairs

electric shock!
there you are
why didn't i see you
bright star
i knew

she had wonderful roses
in many a hue
colours glorious
one even blue
but in her vases
stand only a few
for on her rose buds
the possums chew

***
those flowers
I can almost taste them
like icecream
berry and vanilla
delicious

Almost overnight the landscape
seems to have shrugged off
winters debilitations
and risen refreshed
garbed in the bright clean fabric of spring
the sun soars high
in a cloudless sky

the arborist is coming
he will cut limbs
from my golden elm
no longer will they almost climb
into my roof
birds will still nestle in her branches
declaring their territories
at dawn and dusk
but she will be without hands
for awhile

When you opened
the poem
i wrote for you
did you see
my heart fall out

red pulses
heartbeat
where have i been
you
in my veins surge
on re discovering
no hope
we lie
dying

please dont give me
any advice
about infinities rewards
there are none

but then
theres the sun
the moon
and stars
birds
bees
deciduous trees
you
me
infinity

what was that
i
said

no I didn't go to work today

a
mish
mash
of
absolute trash
my
poems
or
any
thing
that
gives me pause

flowers faded
petals torn
pattern on
my carpet worn
dusty tread
frayed thread
i'll buy a new one
instead

at 55
i can feel
the
process
of
people withdrawing
children distance
acquaintances die
no longer
a person
more than 1/2 way to a corpse

If the beginning
started out of
chaos and the void
did they not exist
before the beginning

we can talk about africa
a childhood spent
we can lay things bare
pretend not to care (too much)
we can reminise
leave out main events
give the o'er a kiss
yet get behind pretence
and of course there's Twinnings tea

how can you tell
the diffeance
between love
and gratitude
can somebody please tell me
cos I'm feeling quite confused
both of them make you happy
one of them sometimes sad
both of them fill your heart up
tho one can feel quite bad
I think I've found the differance
no need for your advice
love can make you miserable
but gratitude feels nice

oh god how is it possible
to love one another
so intensely
yet rub each other up the wrong way
no saving us
i want to dissipate into mist
invade your pores

in gold leaf litter
electric blue wrens

black birds sing
day
ends

her fairness is
a saving grace
and I don't mean
her fair of face
she isn't cruel
unfair judgemental
intelligent
not sentimental
and for her loves
she's always there
won't let them down
when needing care

birds in flight
crystals falling
breathless silence frozen
sun explodes
dazzling light
wings shatter imploding

You always take it with you
wherever you go
the heartache that comes from loss of dreams
from pain inflicted by lovers true
taylor made to exactly fit you

the middle of the night
shallow restless sleep
a
singularly
wild
idea
occurs

but sleep spawned revelations
from the subconcious
wither
and die
of ridicule at dawn

those unspoken words
that show in the eyes

A lost child
takes you all the way
and beyond
for
no matter what others tell you
of hope
urge you to strength
you are already over the threshold
into the grey land of loss
of grief
of living death

feelings on being dragged back
from that land
joy
gratitude
happiness painful in intensity
compounded by bewilderment
resentment
at being returned to that state
where crossing that threshold
still remains
a possibility

Little girl
you could see
the poetry
in all around
with toddlers walk
still yet to talk
wide eyed in wonder
without sound

if
love

is
subject

to
too much
friction

will it
wear
out

as
even
the sturdiest
of
fabrics
do?

plaster has fallen away
from fronts of buildings
laid bare
the brickwork underneath
like skeleton without flesh
jawbone & bared teeth
where cheek has been ripped away
death visits
and takes tea