In the garden
before it was lost,
(come back soon
lost garden),
pepper vines grew around
the sweet fruit trees.

durian fell
sarongs rose,

all was fecund in the globe
of sour tamarind
and bitter herb;
a balance, a unity
of love given and
lust taken.

chilli red yellow green
shone in morning mist,
evening gloam among
myriad leaves clogging the undug pool,
hurting the fish breath
in the old frog pond.

unpicked, the fruit.
unclipped, the hedge.

all my life
too lazy to get ahead,
leaving all my fruit to seed.
let it rot and feed the sand
soil, grow turf beneath the trees.
in this moment only hell and heaven.

Borne into this
World

By the will of
Others

I have wandered
Alone

Bewildered by the
Ways

Of man

Perhaps I stood too long
By the wall,
Trellis diamond printing my back.

As tendrils wound
Around the feet,
Began to love ankle
And knee,

All members and organs
Beribonned-

Face greened
Blackened and
Yellowed bee
Stung features

Grow and swell
Until

At last baldness burst
Into sun

And flower.

Oh!
Prise this spine
From mortared wall
And watch as
Petals

Soar...

Peony Petals
Expand and drop-

Pink to White

Such Aroma

Such a Sight!

Cold then hot the dish
By turns evolves a decadence
Of Death.

This blue green fungus is
Culture,
Renaissance can wait for
The Bloom of Dissolution to fade.

Hand dissolves in
Mind eye
And Survivors pick over the
Will of off-white Bones

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

One thousand

Words

Haiku

Syllables

Universe

May I burrow
your subconscious?

Not as worm
but wormhole

Through dark
dense space

To ethereal worlds

This deep night
Dis-lo-cation
Sends tattoos

Dropping on the pane.

Only the Lonely
Discern a rhythm

Only the disconcerted
See full moon
Seep light through

Ocean-full cloud
One eye brimful

One dry as prickle

At this late day
Have i begun to
Pray

This world
So beautiful

May

Remain

Cold old moon

See-saws

Broiling old sun

Over the hill and

Goes hide to seek

In plain sight

What a plight

To circle a planet.

New moon

To follow that
Splash

Into the
Mirrored pond-

To follow the

Shallow frog

To freedom!

Pebble

Pond

Beneath,
Worm wonders at
The taste of
Waste

Segmental separation
Breaks the cycling of
Soil

Seed that ***** at
Nourishment lies
Forlorn

And all the sun and rain

Stood on a pole
forty years

Up down all directions
and no idea which
way is home

And under
some other sun
man seared by heat
pompeiied, seared
in body fat-
slowly
pains-takingly
chick-beaks through
his shell
to sky

looking from above
frail atmosphere
hovers and runs
a swirling course

man ***** in
age-old re-cycled
air
and soars

Flying dragon
Launches-

Arch predator on the
Miniscule

Sheep lost in the
storm

Wool caught upon
barbed wire

Lamb gone tame
to slaughter.

Poor ewe I unravel
the only thread of time,
present to past

Stitching together
words,
lives,

Given each to other
free

Pull the wool over
eyes closed

Cats cradle binding hands

Poor ewe
lost in storm

Dressed mutton
fooling no-one

Capacity of sympathy
For cold universe.

Intermittent orbs of burning
Radiation.


Pitiless
Universe
No empathy for

Sullied creatures crawling
In pond sludge

Only dimly aware of
God's failure.

They spring up red
poppies from the dead,
flowered manhood
lost.

gas, gas boys quick
an ecstacy of fumbling
for gas mask boys
not clumsy bra.

till I knew I must die
never guessed I was
Born.

Cradle to grave, iron
ricebowl, half-life
of ease.

these poppies shall bloom
from my flesh too
(too soon, all too soon),
milky white ooze
of *****.

dishonour boys, or death,
how to choose
when too much choice
is ours.

too much boys, too much
luck,

we missed our war boys,
thank whatever gods
you may remember,
and gather your

honour boys, cup it in
both hands
and honour the warriors
who made us
these lands

The corn

Of europe

Has flourished upon

Marrow

Of the

Dead

"It is not quite finished"

"Well
Neither am I"

This land
Is not your land

This land
Is not my land

It is land

This woman
Is not your woman

This woman
Is not my woman

She is woman

Folly
To fight over what
Cannot be possessed

From nowhere
Walk on
Walk on

Earth supports
Your feet-
Grateful

Woman looks-
Grateful

Walk on
Walk on

To nowhere

Walk on
Walk on

Alone

Amen

Action seeking flesh

Pulling together

Two bodies

___Cleaning

Lifetime lost
Or stolen-

Clearing out choices

Taking back time

____Manifest

Making now

In image

Known
And
Owned

You know
Your brain
And mine.

No sense
Non sense

Speared by humiliation

Burst bubble
ego de-ballooned

From desolation row
give out the
phoenix call and fly

Flapping through the flames

Some Japanese print

Your frame
Somewhat bent into
the wind

Umbrella ****** and
Rained

Wind

Take away these
Memories

Future beckons

Rocking yellow daffodils

"Be in the present
in the here and now"

In arrogant black still
sure
very still

Equanimity, equilibrium
yes

But Godwin please your
be here now
ruinous to stillness
to meditation
rupturing the pre-dawn silence and
self-reflected perfection

What it is like
now you are dead

To realise-
pupil sometimes equals
fool

Not so much
Morphing

As
Sagging-

Tick-tock

One more year
On the clock

This is all he does
promethean spirit
thief of light from dark

The gods laugh and
thunderbolt for fun
but he has seen
their little game
from high
from far above

Mountain spit
split sides and fall

From some other sun
this puny world
god man
as nothing

Nothing at all

This rock
Handled
Pulsing
Alive?

My little
Alien
Friends

This small
Quartzite
Pule is
Universal

Love

I see a Pyramid
In your Eyes

It contains Who
I used to Be

2 particles

Galxies
Apart

Mirror
Exact

Space time
Cannot

Restrain

Richard
Alfred
Edmund
Unearthed.

Reclaiming the city
River

Walking
Rising

Olde englande

Stirring

Reclaiming

Rising
Again

Clash of flint
Against flint

Spark inspiration-
Sharp intake of
Cold cold breath

(Drawing on walls
Fair game-
New directions)

Made me a cave
Dug by hand and
Ax

To drag a mate
Cozy and sweet

Burn briar and herbs

Tame lion and wolf

All fingers
And opposing thumbs.

Standing upright,
Loser of all I survey

Surrender to the dance

And praise

Praise praise

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

You complete,
Deliver these
Pregnant words-

Make many poems
From one.

Diversity,
Jungle
Desert
Ocean
Atmosphere

All spilling from
Simple syllables.

Thank you

The daisy cutter
Does not pause
To nose each dainty
Daisy

What a pity!
What a loss!

Compressed
Over geo-logic time

Until brain
Become mush

Until
Muse drills
Down through
Bone and
Sadness

To release

Gushing

Lathered syllables

Fuel of freedom

2
Before his eyes,
Reversed-
Limbs shorten
Thicken and bend with
Muscular torque.

Scaled and horned tail
Slides from burgeoning spine

And face elongates
Reptilian.

Ears bone and twitch
Unnervingly.

Walls are no barrier
And, blood engorged
He ***** and takes flight
So fast above earthen
Atmosphere,

Frolicking midst star and
Galaxy and over expanding
Universe to the

Beyond

I spoke to robin on the tree

He did sing

But not to me

In a scented garden
Bees bow into
Flower-heads.

Pigment on canvas
Leaves drying points
To scratch the
Finger-tips.

A woman places herself
In this scene.

Far-off,
Precipitous buildings cling,
Spider on a wall

And long tree line between.

Ochre
Reddish brown mingle
Subtle essence of
Feminine.

Birds bow,
Bees bow
And man too bows-

Adoration of
Mysterious earth
And miraculous

Causeless

Creation

Mapled
Syrupy
Red Leaf

Perfectly

Framed
On Grass

Four chambers
four accidents
broken pump

Careful now

Five may prove fatal

Methane bubbles from lake
floor to surface.

In winter hang
suspended in ice,
waters block.

Millenial fermentation
of leaf, fish
filtered through
pristine crystal

And what emerges is
hot air and gas,
aroma of
subconscious musings

Mind whiskers
picking up on
preternatural meanderings

Unfurling the chromosomal
flag

Read, write and deepest blues

Narcissus nods agreement with
Gentle breeze slipping across
An iced puddle-

Winter and the air feels clean
But is not;
Sun shines bright but is dim

As aeons dictate

Now that life has
Scattered

To the ten
Directions

Blown by winds
Of change
Of chance

How

Where shall
We once more

Coalesce?

She sat
Upon my knee

And branded me

Cut the mesh of england

Let dolphin swim
salt-free and leap

Escape the net, the
mud of cockled estuary