Mark McIntosh

Mark McIntosh Apr 2015

that was great
ten years later
lalique recollections
you weren't really there
like most of us
the music
we danced
& drank till we fell
down a new abyss
imax balcony
something to immediately
post

Mark McIntosh Apr 2015

Regular

in the corner
a hot beer garden
thirsty palm is sad
holding cigarette butts
their fingers burnt
water scarce
lifting his ale
the regular customer
sees a face he knows
that man
pretends not to notice

Mark McIntosh Apr 2015

Pinot

soft drops
tickle the leaves
of orchids
moon rising
in a southern sky

day is done
the night enters
she knows the code
red is poured
calm descends

Mark McIntosh Apr 2015

Jigsaw

panorama
cut up in shapes
connecting pieces

which bit of blue
matches another
how does a horizon spread

across a table
pictures & words
make patterns

the spire of a mountain
plain in retrospect
seemed like a face

of quiet reflection
building a picture
a hole in the sky

Mark McIntosh Apr 2015

Vampire Baker

blood runs
fangs in a neck
watching & seeing
stored expressions
stolen events

turning in
tucking sheets
white & crisp
leaving the dough
to prove

the oven
hot
mit with holes
conditions for
a good loaf

Mark McIntosh Apr 2015

Cigarette

red in the streetlight
banksia holds back
garden arch reads the seasons
braille in the night

glow of a lamp
highlights some leaves
no car for miles
can only be peace

Mark McIntosh Apr 2015

Dormant

for four days
i haven't spoken
it doesn't matter
i know they're there
flowers blooming for seasons
beautiful salt