Your mystery deepens

Diamond of a
Thousand facets

Irridescent you
Sparkle

My eye to blindness
Dazzled by
Loveliness.

When you walk
Your sway sinks
Ships in the south
China sea,
Far away

When you sit
Space rockets
Accelerate to
Galaxies unknown

And when you lie
Down...

Well

Ash in the mouth
Final sprout plucked

The great plague
Eaten the planet
Brown

Fired the end stick

And notation laid with
Invisible ink

(warm stream of body
Revives the script on
Solid scroll)

Too tired for messiah

Just watching the day
Subside

Old carp
frozen pond

Frog jumps in
splat

Old pond
fish-eye up
frog
splash

Mirror carp
mirror pond
frog splash
ah

Mud slop
lotus up
frog jump
plop

Carp mouth
surface pop
startled frog
jumps

Mirror top

Plop
other side
(Under side)

Future has already
Happened.

Peer far enough
Back telescopic

And see it play

The crack in time
Dark as the tunnel
Ends
And

Light floods out
Arc light ark
Light

And inexpressible joy

Dust swirls
time
As girls hitch skirts
To dance

Sacred seeds of time
Rehearsing dust in
Mote patterns of
Mute destiny and

The future has
Been the main event
Billions of times
Already

2
Not one iota
Of support
From birth to
Gray day-

How does the impulse
Live on?

The wondrous joy
Of being
Of creating

With the great impediment
Of family
Friend
Discouragement.

If I look east
I Walk west

Down
Up
And
Around
All
Is

Perfect
Especially

Failure

Study how

Dogs

Animals

Civilized man

Neck deep in estuarine mud
freedom curtailed
curtained, twitched,
every move seen,

unsanctioned the
wild days of sure
autonomy undone,
frozen again in
the slavedom of social.

My country undone,
citizens come to be
clients of the state

Then may we
Triangulate-

I here
           You there

And these odd
Angles

Give a third
Point

Four dimensional

Where collision
Becomes

(It becomes
Your lovely
Face)

Inevitable-

This the history
Unrecorded-
Unhappened

Happy union
Of opposites

Of the serpent
Swallowing
Tail

Kundalini ran off with
Satori and bred
Enlightenment on
Some far-off
Mountain peak,
Which left me,
Empty as a shell,
Devoid of both
Oyster meat and
Pearl

Old silk gown
Neglected these
Many years.

How good to slip
Arms into wide sleeves

To pull the silken cord
Tight
Around
*** belly.

Black side in,
Dragon subdued

Green side outer,
Phoenix
And blossoms.

O to rise from
Ashen life
Lost

Anew

Renewed

(With tear on cheek
Writing love poems
To her)

Anger boundless,
Boundless as sky

Boundless as love
Or infinity.

Not scared to die
How scared to ****
May boundless anger
Be
___

Hemingway hit 60

Shotgun muzzle-
Brain gone.

My muzzle-
No shotgun-

Carry on-
Carry on
__

You are different.

So what

1
give me your overcoat
Samuel Beckett
to wear over grandfather jacket

to keep out the wind that
furrowed your old face
to landscape

that took grandpas leg from
running, the trenches too much
for a sensitive man.

2
you gave your movie star jacket
and I cherish it.
your name escaped you in grief

and from losing everything at once
I barely pitied your bereavement.

that is why?
this lovely jacket
and the harsh winds that cull.

how little the care for paltry suffering,
the boy in the doorway, the cowering dog
and the end of today
revealing only tomorrow

Dancing between
Raindrops

Hard gardeners
Cut down the weeds
Brightening the view
Through my slatted window

Now a flock of pigeons
Feasts on the seeds

These they spread in
Targetted drops
And my beloved
Flowers return

Introverted I allow
This wild dance of
Nature, unknowing
Gardeners, the seeds
And the birds

The **** that sprouts
The lovely flower
And my rain dance of
Inexplicable joy

It is a long hard road
my ancient brother

I see you packing your back
with what you may need

Or not.

The long hard journey lies before you

It is a long hard hard road
my ancient brother
would that I could
walk it with you

Dawn prevaricates-
reluctant to break

But mynah beaks open
their cacophany amongst
rustling bamboos

Dogs stretch and yawn
nuzzling to run in the
relative cool

I wait

Let light encourage
Snake to slither home
to burrows, fat from
night feed
in they squeeze

Full moon round as cheese
sinks stately behind
the promontory

On turning
sun drips honey
over greened mountains

Five islands sit-
their time will come

As mine, alas
has gone

The little ***
You gave

White with red
Flower-

Kept it so long
The glaze cracked.

Bet you are
Improved too

By a few
Laughing lines

Drunk as a Hummingberd
Beak-deep in Hibiscus

Imbibing your aroma through
Every pore and Feathered follicle

I always choose the losing side

They wear the prettiest silk
Woven clothes
And die

In droves

From a crack in paving,
in wall

Trapping moisture,
gathering dust to root

Seed pushes from density
to unborn lightness

Poppy flower waves hulloo
On sun-soaked breeze

Out of the blackness
milky-white eminence rises
omphalos umbilus of the world
dripping venom and solace
in equal doses

Is not creation myth
of sunrise or moondance
****** charge of being
connection of ether
asserted from nothing

Uncoiled sss thick body
glowing colour grey
black edged scales
vast hood of metallic
green lozenge flanked
by blind yellow flash

Out of blackness the
milky rainbowed cobra
source of destruction
of chaos of growth

Seeping through the
spongiform

Water and limestone
salts and
calcification

Accumulated wealth of
language.

Oh, my girl,
put those hungry eyes away

And in the fluid
Between
Your old skin

And the new

I float
Snake lady.

Will i be discarded
Or retained
To glory

In the shining
Diamond

New

You

I shall be sleeping soon

And you
Too

So sorry to bring
This news

But I shall be sleeping soon


With you

Drab morning
Bruised sky

Desert girl
Blacked out
Head to toe

Drops of bitter
Rain soak
Deserted clothing

As she

Cries behind
The veil

Small cave
high himalayas
boyhood dream

No puff puff choo choo
whistling steam
no red as fire engine

Small cave high mountain
tiger company
deer company

No ***** *****
boys a' marchin'
no kick kick win goal

Small cave
Small cave
chill air
and smiling

Wheelbarrow heaped
with drywood
chopped for grate

Pyramidial tripod
iron ***
hanging

Boiled water rolling
steam and
soggy entrails
of some unlucky animal

Roots shoots and flowers
arrive in woven basket
from long grazed field

Dogs circle
wary, hungry
sniffing at scraps

In a cave
Madmen spit ochre
on hands glued to walls

Cavebound
mad mike scribbles
his civilized mind

There is no need
To be so pretty

Just to exist
Is enough

Shadow of 99%
Emptiness

Atoms
Molecules
Spinning boundless

And this thing
I call I

This reproach
To the massive
Nothing Bhodidharma
Brought from
The east

In the vast
Uninhabitable area
Between stars
I sit

And contemplate
Blue endless sky
And fathomless
Oceans of
Being
And you

My lost girl

With all the
Galaxies
Tight wrapped
Wrapt

Between your
Thighs

She with porcelain
beauty shines her
goodness all around

So fair the dazzle
of her mirror left
her blind

In a car she hears
the metal scream

Desires only one
big chair and one even
bigger mug of tea

In purple robe she
ministers the world
and brings the
troubled soul to ease

Crow on my shoulder

Caw caw

What are you waiting for?

Black ravens
attack black dog-

Squirrels chase,
spiralling trees.

Holy days in the park

Canal towpath
everyday worn by
man boots-
the dray horse long gone
the timber barge drowned.

Have returned

Nested

Calling discordant
A squabbling couple-

Nested in apartments
No eggs amongst
The elderly

No chick to raise and
Teach to scavenge.

The chimney-*** gulls-
Paired
Young
Alive
Nested
And flying-

As terrestrials may not-

From death.

Organic disturbance
spiral in atmosphere

Conch shell homesteading
still gardening under water

There is the moon!
but where the air?

As we pull back
(Retreat from bustle)

Patterns emerge

The human aim
to flatten with gravity
the sprite spirit
that would soar.

Every bodhi falls apart

I bring you death
solace and love

In equal overdoses.

And then we go on

Eve wrapping adam
skeletal frame
overgrown and fleshed

Tantric topiary
intertwined

And the one great thing-
no need to hurry

Walked into a cloud
Rolling over the hill
Just to see what it may
Be made of.

Eating cheesy moon,
But water.

Gently carrolling thru
Wrinkles to
Smooth them
Elegantly.

On small boats
Beneath high swells

Seeking cash from fish.

Smashing through
Wild white horses,
Spray splashing
The face.

Headway or sinking,
Journey in stasis

Undertow

Overtone.

Feet on terra firma
Shaking from
Quake

And unseen particles
Shooting throughout.

Body tone
Muscle song

And the dissolution
Of being.

No space

No time

Sleep well

And dream

Itch
Scratch

A rash calf-

It took years for
The bark to spread-
Leg-trunk-head

Til roots sank from
Foot soles to
Molten core of iron-

For limbs to sprout from
Eyes-ears-mouth to
Foliate-

For boy to man
To grow-

Begin rustling

To speak or
Scream into the
Howling wind

Cut the mesh of england

Let dolphin swim
salt-free and leap

Escape the net, the
mud of cockled estuary

Green tea
Red wine

Twin poles
Of poetry

Euphoria
Eruption
Exposure of spirit

Simple thing

Walking soflty

Rice-papered

Turned in the morning

Surrounded by book
And bottle

All subtly drowned
In the love
Of learning.

Li Po and Beckett
Solemnly cover my
Leanings

Home again
Home at last
The picture hangs

The man cut down

Rub soreness
From the neck

(Baby
Umbilus strangled
Slips the
Noose,
Scream slimy relief)

And born
Yet again
To express

They said I would die
Before forty
My friends and
Their bets

Thought I would die
2014
When my world stopped

So glad I failed
To die as so much
I failed before

So glad to read you
And you and you

With your own breath

Bringing dead language

To life.

Speak
Speak
Speak

The language
Stolen
Suppressed

The colonial
The PC
And
The new Puritan.

Speak I say
And write-

Miracle can
Does
Happen

With breath

I would craft

(Bamboo grove
complete with
figures and huts)

Carved into an
unfortunate ivory
clawed from
elephant hide

(Hidden in forest
watching the
deer graze)

But no,
tumult of ideas,
fleeting,
jostling for position
leak out into
atmosphere.

(Enforced abstinence
decades of silence
and sudden ear-
bleeding amplification)

A dis-ease of classification

Category of categories,

And each morning tiny flowers
Open their heads
To sample the breeze

I did not
Love you as I should.
That much is clear.

I could not love you
As I should then.
That much is clear.

You loved me as much
As you could.
This now I can see.

I could not love you
Then as much as I should.
This much is clear.

I love you now
More than I could have then.
I thank you more.

This much is clear.

Thailand (siam for us lovers)

King Bhumipol die

Love is love

Goodbye

Thai

How lonely I am today
Tiny speck in all
Empty immensity.

How alone am I today