The dancing girls
Happy in their
Lithe movements

Ecstatic in their
Power

And I, forlorn
See them no more,

Their gossamer veils
Blown clear by
Autumnal winds

No light-
None-
Then-

A billion years-

A glimmer-
How I yearn to hold you

I love you

Tide arrives

Take a breath,
Deep

Engulfed within the Ocean,
Unconsciousness

Let it

In security
and comfort

Full flowing

All growing

Flower of compassion.

Those struggling,
cut their bonds,
for you have power,

Cut their ties

Set them free

Lizard eggs
Come-
Go-

If it hatch
Ok-
It hatch

If it go-
Go-

If taken by some
Predatory bird

So?
So?

Come look as little
Lizards grow-
Grow

Come, come-

Go, go-

My little
Lizard

Words

It blazed up,
Your eye

Never sure,
Poison on your mind,
In my food

Or eros
Sublime seamless
Joining.

It blazes red
Yellow blue
Iris flecks.

Once more
Fall
Into vulcan fire

Squirrel fight

Bough shake

Petal fall

I am flying
the bones in
your hand are
transparent
I am yearning
for...

And noone can say
not

The bone in my thigh
rehearses your
skull
yes we are free
and yes we fly
how much does the world
take away from tour hair,

Take with glory my
old bald head?

The daisy cutter
Does not pause
To nose each dainty
Daisy

What a pity!
What a loss!

Stiffened by wind the
Canvas White
Glows on glittering
Scales of
Shallow Sea,
Salted against ice,
Resisting decay
Through sheer, restless
Movement.

All else is Blue-
Homeric
Wine-dark banished,
A brilliance of
Sun-Flowered-Yellow
Lights the view.

I sent this postcard with
Puppy love and
Grandchild
From Palmy beach,
Mother.

You demand a
Spreadsheet

Search and search
where time went
taking joy and sorrow,
those unstable twins.

Gone gone
and vanished

But comes again
and again the
teasing time

You should be able
To be naked
All of the time.

No sense to this
Eternal cover-up

Give the fruit
Of fig,

You may keep
The leaf

Tiny orbs deflect
Awareness
Of Pure Light.

Telling nothing of their interior

And so Ignorance grows alongside
Knowledge
Of the Show

And when I die


Goodnight

Where pencil Pier
Rolls over the Moon

And slides beneath the
Sun.

Timbers shiver and
Return to salt-

Give succour to
Barnacle and ****,

Green as a greeting
To the lovely Dawn

Too buoyant-

Syllables that

Once sank to
Ocean bed

And dissolved
Spreading nutrients

Now

They float
And mass

As microplastic
Waste lakes

Blocking the light.

Consciouness that
Pervades

Become flat
As a screen-

Dead as moon

Wind

See the tree

Move

Sleep

Clouds
Weep

The acrobat
Twisting and
Tumbling
Through space

Back-flipping
Into worm holes

Attempting to
Undo time

(Infinite
Disappointment
Of entropy-

Forward rolling
To destruction
The only option?)

Entire life, alone

finding a voice
canary singing
in the mine

finding a voice
prophet crying
on the mountain

finding a voice
sighing
lovers arms

Tussock
Small
Grass,
Within
Mammalian tremor-

Mouse alive
Without

Vastness of Space

Water supporting

Clouds forming


             Drift

Strolling
In woods
Naming trees-

No latin; for
Half-forgotten
Lovers,
Friends,

Nights on the town-

Then spit them out,
Foolish blossoms,
Dessicated leavings.

Seasonal centuries
Curl into
Themselves-

Expire gently
I to a whispered
Breeze

Time held me green
And dying

Tho I sang in my chains
Like the sea.


****** truth
Dying am

And do not want to

All else useless

The brain alive can help
Hope
Love and cry

All else useless

When the eye becomes

SUN

The moon flutters

Consent

That day
I loved you---------

Oh

Finding a voice
canary singing
in the mine

Finding a voice
prophet crying
on the mountain

Finding a voice
sighing
lovers arms

Hedgehogged-
Rolled in a ball-

Soft spines over
Curled yellow belly.

No car to
Splat!

No car
Safe as can be

OR

Picking like birds
Beneath
Picnic tables

OR

Splayed!

Like some flying
Squirrel

Flying past
Hubble mirror

Looking to face
The belly of
Being

Every pore + infinity-
Fleas
Dancing along
The spine

Seeing

Who am I?

And,
My darling humans-
Who are you?

Grew many trees
from seed

They still stand

It is I who had to leave

The lace wings
Of the
Lacewing
Are real
Lace

Wings.

This cash
Is not

Stood stock still
In cemetery

Gazing high

As ghosts from tombs
Emerge to dance
Macabre tunes

And with the light
Once more
To lay them down

Back down once more
To die

A flourish of evil
Extruding u der dark.

What transformation
In moonless time.

Past a pity of
potted trees

Mad midmight unfolds
Across the London road

Carboniferous Tree
Heavy with Water
Pregnant with Seed

Diamond holder
Recycler of Dreams
My other Mother

Beneath your Beams
Blows Harmonica
While Dinky the Dog

Does the Howling for me

Delicate pink

Petals

Yellow stamen

Sticky with
Sweet bee

Scent
From heaven.

How pollen clings to

Yellow black fur.

Without love
A bulging of
Seedling sprouts.

the void
is not void

every direction

spun

hang out the washing!

this springing day

In a dark house
a dank cellar
I dreamt my death

Ten years old
and dead already

Near fifty years on
oh lord let me birth

Bell peal
Through fog

Wake up
Seek the mountain

O the song of the soul
Breaks into a thousand
And one
Butterflies.

Infinite drumming of wings
Transforms tattoo to
Martial march,

The stomp of boots on cencrete,
War, boys, war,

Joy of young man and
Weapon,

Chaos unleashed by the old and
Impotent

Unmoving

Nor moved

By the great

Swirling mass

Of events.

Still
In the Centre

Of life
Of death.

Actions
Given
And performed

(Reluctant heroes
Arise)

And all
In pursuit

Of

Nought

Water becomes you.

Cold lake fed by small insistent falls
High in Cretan mountains.

No Goddess, you,
Young Woman
Vibrant
Fleshy and real

As scale and gill
Animate your kick,
Your stroke, water
Laughing in your movement.

I stare
Narcissus fractured in
Your ripples,

Ek-stasis
Solitary bubble burst.

No fear of Minotaur-
Our innocent frolic
Protects

You never knew

Just danced

Retrace the flight

Of a wild
White goose

From landing place

To lonely source

Beyond the known universe

Is love

On the head-tops

Butter softens and melts
And slides around the body
And slips between live slices
To internal organs

And in a gentle
Somersault

Hearts revolve and redden-
Arteries untangle and the
Pump beats
Tattoos

Handhold

Reality

Fly flies
Breathing
Dragon
Fire

As water boatman
Rows on water

Surface

Tension

Dented mirror pond-

Invertebrate
Knowledge-
Innate

And experience of
The fisher-

Patient on grass bank-

Slow
Accumulation
Of failures
And habits
Injurious to health
Of self-
Of others.

King of fishers
Blue metallic green
Dive
Spear below-

Relaxed minnow makes
Fertilized willow.

Heron stalks
Slow
Patient-

Frog-splash-

Old pond implodes

All that energy
Per cell

All that prisoned

Prismed
Energy

Ready from
Each cell
To



BURST!!!