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

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

Handhold

Reality

Time held me green
And dying

Tho I sang in my chains
Like the sea.


****** truth
Dying am

And do not want to

Bell peal
Through fog

Wake up
Seek the mountain

All that energy
Per cell

All that prisoned

Prismed
Energy

Ready from
Each cell
To



BURST!!!

You never knew

Just danced

Retrace the flight

Of a wild
White goose

From landing place

To lonely source

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

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

Sleight scrape
Snail
Over broken glass.

Power of bulb

Spring dropping snow

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

Shallow porcelain dish
Survivor of Centuries
Traveller on creaking wooden boat
Shipwrecked and unbroken yet
Barnacled and weeded
Fragility
Sound of a Bell beneath the Ocean

Whales look up, astonished
Decide to beach themselves

Becoming Human,
They will regret the air

Beyond the known universe

Is love

the void
is not void

every direction

spun

hang out the washing!

this springing day

And I saw the

Crack

In the Uni-verse

And I stepped thru

And saw

1
Drawn into the vortex
Of your life

By a formulaic
'How are you'

Hoarding memories
Like misers
As if identity were
A Thing
A Table, measured
And crafted

2
Or Self-real
When the very
Galaxies with
Dizzying speed

Belie the very
Notion of
Being

Amorphous time
Boxed,
Bagged fog pieced in
Handy seasons

Anniversaries
Of Nothing,
Events
Commemorations,

A drubbing of history
And nullification
Of failure.

3
No lights dim
City life

No Spring
Penetrates the
Screen

Plato sits in his
Cave
Weeping darkly,
Counting
Bodhidharmas
Eyelash
Over and over
Again

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

Peony Petals
Expand and drop-

Pink to White

Such Aroma

Such a Sight!

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

Not for us the
Neatened rows

Flower and hive.

Between windy seed
And errant sunshine

Unconscious rainfall
And here, there,

Nooked and crannied,
Brave leaves may,

Uncultivated

Emerge

*****

Goodbye

Oh!
the sense of desolation
when the first flower falls

If only I owned the Moon
I could charge the Poets

But I do not own the Moon
And must view Her Face,
Imagine Her Dark

With You

Grew too big for home

Out you go

Fly or die

Hototogisu

Amongst all
Those billions
Of words...

Still knowing

Nothing...

Squeezing out words

Paint tube

Picture

Hoping to see

Mountain water plashing down steeply through and over rocks.

Somersaulting obstacles

Life so easy without resistance

And the cool pool below to venture through,

Sea beckoning a million leagues below.

Restlessness
Rested
And the slow
Fast tumble into dark

Cup rim contains

Flat tea-


Through window pane
Moon shaft

Reflects and

Dapples the ceiling
Matt and flat.


How shimmering light
From afar

Illumines the leaf
Plucked from

Mountain shrub
Far away

To refresh the

Flat wet
Emptiness

Of mind

Stitching together
disparate words
to bring home
the truth.

Let go
of truth
of words

Disparate
or stitched

And reside
in perfect
freedom

So sad

Seabirds shriek
Above the swell

Calmer
Shoals
Bemoan the fate

Of  that fish
The other fish

Not fish eye
In the i of the crowd

At the molten
Iron core

A fierce furnace
Burns.

What of earth
And body when
Rage and desire
Cool?

Anoint this empty head
With oil.

Mount the throne
And

Taking the crown

Love this polished
Pate

Burnished and unencumbered
By apeish hair.

Grass cannot grow on
Such a busy street.

Ghosts, hungry,
Eat my meat,

Guests drink my wine.

All the orgiastic stem
Dispels...

Morning mist,
Dyonisus,
Pan...

And the gods of
Mountain dwellers,

Knowing nothing

And bending in
Peculiar shapes.

This is what we do-

Contort to see



To somehow be seen-

To entwine

To dine

To feed the pretty worms

Drink all day

Do not

Be afraid

Of death

Contemplating moon
On my birthday

1
Full moon
Haloed by cloud

60 years on the planet.

Who am I?

2
Tonight the clouds ride
Behind the moon.

Universe
Inverted.

3
Moonlight is sun
Pouring out,

Dimpled mirror,
Dead to light.

4
A good sleep last night

Dark and dreamless
Dark and dreamless

5
Sun shone
Directly on my face.

Do not be sad,
Moon-

This is
Grace

Slept on Thousand
Year deep moss-

Woke with Spring
In the Steppe

** **! ** **!

Nobody
Fool fool
No

Body

At all at all

All good
All good

You know
Your brain
And mine.

No sense
Non sense

You cannot remake a day
Cannot remodel it
In clay

Goodbye
It is gone

Wake up
Still breath
Steams

Today

The only
The best day
Of your life

Molten iron
Drunk-

Liver made
Of sterner stuff.

Lick earth-
Taster who-
What

You are-

Lick bark-
Grow tree

Love.

Before uni
Multi
Any verse-

Burrowing down
To core

Love

Recent rain
and the gentle spots
conjoin

(how about us)?

In the end
Nothing

In the
Mind
-------------------

Before
Beginning
------------------­-

Empty
--------------------

Welcome to
Mike

Short lease
Body

And done---

Mushroom

With family
and friends

Yes I weep from
time to time

But not
enough
to retract

Summit

Guide

To ritualise the fog

That in mercy

Lifts

To reveal the lit
Globe burning
Life-

Proof

That mind

Is fog

And flaming hydrogen


And one

If the dark
Dark night

Of your soul
Soul

  Ends at dawn
Dawn
  Dawn

Rejoice
  Rejoice...

If not

  Not

I hear
Your cries

Strong men
broken backed
driven mad.

Innocent of crime
sent to carnage.

War war and
more war.

Nothing more attractive
than madness war and
destruction.

And all they wanted
was a kiss

Pouring molten metal
Into golden moulds-

counterfeit value

This is how gold
Blinds the eye.

Hoard in a wood-yard
To build a better future-

This is how time
Tricks the mind