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Jul 2021 · 52
me,
Michael John Jul 2021
me,
me,
i spent a good amount
of my adolescence wondering
how it would be

without
sound and/or reflection
(a tricky time)
then in my twenties

came alcoholism
and monetarism
(-lack and
cognac!)

then,
me,
in my thirties-
(it got bad!)

mortality
came a knocking-
(a bad baby and a
kaas souffle..)

they do say-
life it begins at
forty-
(spain and me)

50
what to say
cancer came and
went-
(not me)

sixty one
still on
song
so..
Jul 2021 · 46
me,
Michael John Jul 2021
me,
me,
again
woke the
morning
(just and only
for me)
the little birds
sang so
merrily
as i staggered
back to
bed to renew
my dreams-
a rather confused
affair
neither here nor
there
a hapless frown
twitched upon
my weary
countenance
mumbled
thing
hit a wall
either up or
down
hard to say and
even harder to
recall but then
when searching
the nether region
came upon   a magnificent
reason..
Jul 2021 · 72
you,
Michael John Jul 2021
you
i write of
you
someone

i don´t know
but more
or less
do

how?
(we are proud)
insight an
important

part of
creation
intuition
etc

the individual
u divid in
et al?
the see doctor?!

he know
all
el bruja
ya-ya..
Jul 2021 · 44
you,
Michael John Jul 2021
i)

you,
want it all
and give
nothing..

you,
creep about
spying
lie

and lie
say it normal
you,
doubt-doubt..

at birth
you,
your first
digit

pointing-out
cried,
me-not-
you-

(the nurse
did nt know
which end to
smack..!)

you!?
your heaven!
a poppy
waving-not

noise but
silent like
a joyful
poison
ah!wonderbar!?

yeah,
you, are wonderful
medical
a white car
the very air

fortunate
a hot fish
you,
are true
to..

wait..
pitza,
the stars
thoughts
you..


ii)


you,
are say
equality
humility
human rights
boundless
optimism
love of
everything
you..
you like wine
put the sun
in sun shine..
the tick-tock
in time..!
you,
your voice calls
a pure essence
now and
immortal..
you,
your smile lingers
just a little
while but
then and always..
Jul 2021 · 55
you,
Michael John Jul 2021
you,
are
what is known
in common parlance
as a
thief..

you,
began with my hands
and teeth
and ended with
my heart..

you,
as the sun
demonstrates a complete
absence of
contrition..

you,
have honed
your intuition
and try not
to laugh

at my pain..
o you!
bathe my bones
run on empty
and wait..

you, who
are so nice
sometimes
to be ice
and chill me

with hate..
take,you,
take that
hot
you think why

not..
i think why
gad about
may fly
mad in july..
Jul 2021 · 41
the moon is far
Michael John Jul 2021
the moon is far
and what
would one
want

there..?
anyway day
and night
night and

days slip
by
without
your smile

without your
eyes
anyways
little blue
tape

in abarren
landscapes
dead seas
ah, tranquility
but pity..
Jun 2021 · 44
the moon is far
Michael John Jun 2021
the moon is far
(until we develop
lazar)
the mayflower

gone..
there is always
the telephone but
where is one

to go..?
Michael John Jun 2021
i)


of an an evening the father and son, sit in the parlour and play chess,
while the mother makes tea and toast
(and as a unit,  they are compact..)

but one evening an old friend turns up from the east
he has many a story
in his pocket, a pipe and a monkey´s paw..


(-the latter  found or purchased in india..)
the friend explains, that legend has it-
three wishes represent the out stretched digits of the simian´s hand..

one simply makes a silent request and closes the finger.
(everyone laughs a sceptical laugh.!)
but when the glasses have been cleared  and the friend bid the


fondest adieu ,
the monkey´s paw is taken from it´s obscure  place and three stand in nervous contention..

then, the mother says, i know i will wish for two hundred pounds!?
(a small fortune back in those days..)
and she bends the shriveled fore-finger to it´s  palm!

(they stand in doubtful silence.)
nothing!ha!
the paw is discarded again..
  
ii)


the following morning there is a knock on the door,
and two serious gents  relate  the sad news..
The son has been trapped in machinery at his place of work, and  

crushed and mangled to death.!?
the parents are devastated..
their visitors are from the insurance company and before leaving

present them with a cheque of compensation.
(for two hundred pounds)
the funeral is held..

both are inconsolable.
back in the house the mother sees the monkey´s paw and makes a wild grab for it.crying,

i wish our son was home again.!(much against her husband´s advice.)
Then at the door in the dark there is heard strange and muffled

cries! pleading and remonstration!
he has returned from the grave but..?!the old couple are mad and the inhuman sounds linger on..

finally, the father takes the paw and wishes a third time,
for peace for their beloved son..
outside the noise recedes and then there is only the wind..
the monkey´s paw by w.w.jaccobs
Jun 2021 · 49
i hold within
Michael John Jun 2021
i hold within
a little feline
crying
for love

she rubs
away
from above
(by and by)

i ask what
is required?
invariably
the answer

is nothing
or
we will see
with a darkest

purr..i say i
will or
why
a saucer

of circle
riddle me this-
i don´t know
but no-one does..!
Jun 2021 · 54
i am inspired(part three)
Michael John Jun 2021
i am inspired (part three)
by hogs
bruja
certain triptych
of bosch
bowie..

donkeys
reality
we
(now and when)
the fens
ah..

i am inspired
(by the odds
that it should
occur
in a universe
which thus far

has been
proved barren..)by
darren
daring
chutzpah
quiet communing..

nice..
ice,
the morning-
the swallows
interplay
in the agave..

let it be,pepe,
as it is-
an old friend
would say to me
but
cocco-nuts..

a bamboo hut
perched by the
surf
libraries
worth
the hearth..

good health!
elves
song
winter logs
fractions
hedgehogs..

chance meeting
life long friendship
ships
hips
james joyce..

rolls royce
i am inspired
by amelia

by d
minor seventh-
a first chord

the last word
inspire
inspiring
inspiration
inspires
in..
*a novel by yevgeny zamyatin
*testament d´amelia-miguel llobet
Jun 2021 · 191
i am inspired
Michael John Jun 2021
i am inspired
by time and
by the sparrows

i am inspired by
bugs
(i can not find)

-also communal
desire
fire

the power of
minds
napolean coste

trees
afternoon tea
dostoyevski

the pantheistic
nature of
the universe

polite people
some smile
miles

and miles
the sky
you and i

i am inspired
by leonard cohen
by bill and ben

the beginning
the end
and the little

bit betwixt
twix
cold milk

the word
ilk
elk

and whelks
kindness
the same

differences
obscure
references

i am inspired by
knowledge
(mahap,

my lack
there of)
the edges

of stuff
love
(but not

doughnuts)
snowdrifts
if,buts

and maybe
aunty mary
getting on

inspiration
never ending
never..
Jun 2021 · 229
i am inspired
Michael John Jun 2021
i am inspired
until
white found
or words

flit like extinct
birds
like love in
your eyes

i am ready to die
to bite dirt
and expired

remember you
love
and how much
much

it hurts
(the past
like clouds above
they would take that)

to create
to be like a god
to be-a star
but there is you.
Jun 2021 · 81
i thought
Michael John Jun 2021
i)

i thought
i sought
to find

a mind
should be
here

somewhere..
no past-
no future-

perhaps
a
n

illusive
elimination
or imitation

even
or odd
but now

anyhow
ah, the
present

was *****..
where
to go?

what to
do
how to

think
how to
be

ego
hello?
dostoyevski

ii)

however
now
i´m far

cleverer
than trevor!
or fyodor

for that matter
or antimatter
an anteater

ah, sausage in
batter..
hark

laughter
to the devil
a daughter

i ought not
to
feel so blue

her eyes
everywhere
do or dare

little nina
orbs shone
like the

sun
silence in
a bun

crossed
and eternal
falling

old and young
beautiful
lost

but round
tossed out
a window

landing on
my
***..
Jun 2021 · 50
life´s rough-
Michael John Jun 2021
life´s rough-
but golly is
it not how we
make

it!?
eg, i was
thick as pig
****
but

i read, crime and
punishment
(and this
changed mine..)

(thankyou jane
for hitting me
with it-
it hurt)

dostoyevski
and the russians
game changers
i thought..
Jun 2021 · 30
it is rough
Michael John Jun 2021
it is rough
a tremulous bough
without love
and how

do we get on
now
perched precariously
below

sharks grin
up
licking their
lips

(if sharks
have lips..)
above
we sing

and sit
trying not
to think..
Jun 2021 · 227
life is rough
Michael John Jun 2021
life is rough
too much love
not enough-
live

too fast
die too young
don´t ask
fun

fun!?
grow old
a setting sun
cold

and alone..
yeah
life is so..
where

is the
corazon,
hope,
understanding..

i don´t know
but if you
do
answers on

a
post
card
por favor..
Jun 2021 · 160
let it be
Michael John Jun 2021
let it be
(old friend)
it is
from me

back to you
as
a steep incline
climbing

all the way
and we
shall
see..
Jun 2021 · 48
let it be
Michael John Jun 2021
let it be
(or not)
we will
see

a way
a steep
incline
that
climbs

as it is-
an old friend
said
from beginning
to very end..
Jun 2021 · 54
let it be
Michael John Jun 2021
let it be
as it is
an old
friend
said
to me..

on the way
all
along- a
steep
incline
to climb

all the way..
Jun 2021 · 136
man has lost all trace
Michael John Jun 2021
man has lost all trace
of his woman
-a spirit of love
gone!

and in it´s place-
materialism?!
(roman above
athens!)

but in her face
still,a wisdom
and hell
all depends..
some thoughts of carl jung..
Jun 2021 · 63
i have a
Michael John Jun 2021
i have a
pigeons skull
like our love
peaceful

delicate
sometimes hard
like hell
sometimes

wonder
or hate
below
or above..
Jun 2021 · 58
i have a
Michael John Jun 2021
i have a
pigeon´s skull
full

of love
delicate and
hard

to define
from hell
or

from above
gentle
or peaceful..
Jun 2021 · 459
i have a
Michael John Jun 2021
i have a
pigeons
skull
so delicate
and full

of wonder..
like our love
hard to
define
from above?!
ty 2 marty?!
Michael John May 2021
my vanity is intrinsically
linked to
artistic endeavor!
without one..
life is a b..?!

i am like a gold fish
where ever i look there
is me?!
(in the trees)
sometime, hopelessly
contorted in creation
and sometime real-
the search for
perfection
(other than
a mirror)
round and round
gill rot?!

surrounded by
treasure
and feces
(to tell one
from the
other..)
the curious
waters-change
come from else
where!?
my mouth goes
plop-plop!
and there!
May 2021 · 67
my vanity has become an
Michael John May 2021
my vanity has become an
abyss-
i am the proverbial
gold fish
i want that-
i want this-
around and
around-
a rather
chilly
world..

is my mind an
endless list
(i am an artist!)
dreams abound
the linear
drowned
echo sounds-
beep!
be!!
b..

my soul a wish
i love me
ocean deeply!
like spheroid
round but
round
my mouth going
plop-plop!
but lonely
i want everything..
May 2021 · 58
my vanity has
Michael John May 2021
my vanity has
become an abyss
(but poetry will do
tis too a body)

say, if one were
void
a lost and broken
toy

is it not preferable
so
here we have the
here and now?!

(better to have a
big head
than
loose the thread..)
May 2021 · 44
nil points
Michael John May 2021
nil points
i was never
into competition

no doubt
it is a crucial
part of

survival
picked last
at sport

i thought
chasing a ball
humiliating..

very little united
us
it seemed division

was bred-
now at 61
i feel the same..
May 2021 · 63
flower
Michael John May 2021
flower
near by
but far

heart
is we due
we are

purple
lilac
caught

by our
hairy
parts

for ever
or never
me

raison-
d´etre
me darlin´

crazed
colour
are we

bees
be
b
May 2021 · 43
the flower
Michael John May 2021
the flower
near the mind
collected
by the hour

purple and
lilac so
colors
destined like

love our
bee
be
b
meant to

our hairy
little hearts
forever!
how ever!?
of sight

out-
me darling
never!
me
raison d´etre..
May 2021 · 61
the flowers near-by
Michael John May 2021
the flowers near-
by
(but out of sight)
a magical

day
is all
purple **
and lilac too!

bee
be
b
settle anew..

anything doing?
are we due
so accrues
understanding..

(not on our
hairy little
legs how
ever!)

for ever..
me darling
me
raison d´etre..
May 2021 · 42
ix)
Michael John May 2021
ix)
ix)

the mountain had
opened
and swallowed

them all
and closed
and they were

seen never
again
only

the blind
deaf
and lame

remained..
hamelyn
a synonym

for treachery
and deceit
fell asleep

to dream
and in their
dreams

their children
stood
in supplication

a mute question
in their sadness
and betrayal..

and what became of
the pied piper
and jess..?

there were
rumour
and unsubstantiated

sightings
here and there
the hamlet bridg

held it´s tongue..
love will find
a way

peter married hilda
hooney
mooned

in ibiza and
lived happy
for ever..
May 2021 · 70
viii)
Michael John May 2021
how quick our dreams
become nightmares-
a petty betrayal

leads to tragedy
eternal..
woe unto us-

our hearts easily
duped
( a surreptitious noose)

a short rest
a tchick from jess
a loss of innocence

the pied piper
once more
places his pipe

the people abide
to melody
that calls to

the child in them
chilled-through
some-how-still

when the schools
from the bathing pool
(truants-too!)

come the little children
and they´re
dancing and laughing

(the pied piper
smiles the saddest smile
ever)

the people wake
from the dream
(or nightmare)

to see the line
snaking behind
as it shines

as it shimmies
and disappears
in the morning sun..

around the corner
and as one
on they ran

their cries!-
pray fine sir?!
take not

our children?!
stay our life
our reason

we implore
o lord
we beg fortune?!!

but when they
gathered
at the crossroads

there is nothing
gone!
only an unremarkable

mountain
without snow
or cloud

all-gone!
they wait..
for the birds-sing..
May 2021 · 52
vii
Michael John May 2021
vii
vii

the council is
meeting the
notes are read:

the mayor speaks
"regarding the
proposed hotel

the required infra-
structure is
all in place-

new roads
and roundabouts
extra parking

pathways
lighting
and flora

at considerable
cost to the
taxpayer

and environment
so now
we are only

waiting for
the investors
to pull out-

(and we will
all be the
richer for

that-)
(hear!hear!)
regarding

the rats and
their timely
demise-

any comment
from the floor?!
the member for

saxony-east
rises to his feet-
"your honour!?

congratulations
due on his
mastery

command
and strategy
and dominant

execution there
of..
of ridding
us

of the presence
of
the before-

mentioned
rodents
of course

if that bizarre
horse should
show

claiming
rights
to any reward

we hope
he may be
shown

the door
(again)
both

figuratively
and of
course-

literally?!
ha!ha!
hear!hear!

(champagne
and
cigars
­
on me!)...
from the balcony
tchick

bizarre horse
is it
show me

a door
is it
a hush

falls on
the chamber
only

a gentle snore
emanates
from somewhere?

the pied piper
gentle in his
righteous

fury
democracy will
save us!?

is it-
I cleansed the town
of rats

and claim my
500 duccats!
(as is my right)

-did you sign a
contract?
(the cry of

a legal eagle
in flight!)
contract?

no agreement
no disbursement-
bless my britches!

-is there no
honour!?
he turns

to the mayor-
you will not pay?
(you will not pay)

you will pay
you WILL pay
ha

do not make
me
do not make me

do this
what are you going to
do-

bring them back?!
ha
get a job?!

the pied piper
strode
away

an alacrity touched
with terrible
sanity

past the door
with a sardonic
sneer

and once more
into the street
tchick went jess

ominously
the aldermen
followed to see..
May 2021 · 57
vi
Michael John May 2021
vi
vi

at the door
he grips the
waiter

by his offered
paw and then stood
in the centre

of the thorough-fare..
mmm..arms akimbo
he seeks portend-

he is the crow
the scorpion
he is pan

back he twists
over-his head
upside down!

the people of
hamelyn
are appalled-

a small child
cries-
look mummy!

that man´s head
is upside down!
hot pies!

vendors cry!
chess nuts!
(the police

arrive-hello,
and what do
you

think
you re
doing..?)

rising from the dead
he says
ok,folks!

just loosening up?!
the silence
of heaven

broken
by sound
unknown

the pied piper
played
glory´s crown

a perfect
bristled fur
embouchure

a single noted
tear
trickles

down his
downy
beard

the rats
glassy eyed
crowd

move as one
beeeeeep!
the onlookers

frozen
the pp
leaps two

jete
have lost
minds

the rats
follow
closed

behind
they were
leaving

any how..
we have to
all go

the mayor
the waiter
the law

down the street
out of town
to the sea

on his heel
to the brine
and they

go under
and under
until

all drowned
his work done
he walks back

for remuneration
pack his bag
and go home..
May 2021 · 79
v)
Michael John May 2021
v)
the mayor is sat
in the restaurant
with his entourage

discussing the days
latest developments
"the army-

the pied piper
is sitting in the corner
writing postcards-

Hi Ma!
alls well
life is faster-

there are so many people!
I am eating schnitzel..
kicking back

with a cold beer,
see you soon,
lover peter x

-has made little inroad-
pois-
hello!(enters stage right)

ons-
have you tried song,
dance and magic

-who is this?
indeed
tchick!

-have met
with indifference.."
warm moss and

cold stars,eh,guys?!
whats that?
champagne!?

on the way i
tried glacial
waters-

ambrosia?!
word
tchick

can we help you
sir?
(raised hat

mark the suns-
two-toned effect)
and

here is my card
( the pied
piper

all occasions-
exorcism a
speciality..

hamlet bridg
past ye hundt undt
fowl first right..)

in tower hamlyn!
-and what can we
do for you?

au contraire
!
Tis i who may

be of assistance
I have come far-
left all i know

and cherish,
friends,ma,
and my betrothed-

hilda-kiss!
tchick!
(domino night)

i aim to through
ways lost-
to cliche-

and venerable
knowledge´s
right

the healing powers
of art
a loving heart

with music
dance
and flowers

clear the street
of rats!
(though they

can´t help it-
no more then we)
waiter!

i mean, we
spread disease
too-?

with my flute
too trip the
light fantastic..!

waiter
i will play
they will

follow
to the sea
and drown

sadly..
and thus claim
my prize

500 duccats!
go back home
hilda and i

will marry
grow carrots
etc

waiter
show mr piper
the way

out please
i will be
back

for my money
hoonymoon
in-

ibiza!
over his shoulder
jess goes chtick..
May 2021 · 46
iv)
Michael John May 2021
iv)
iv)

the next morn
at the town hall
the pied piper

calls-i want to-
the clerk interjects-
if you want to

play in the street
you ll need to complete
form 420 and-

(tchick?!goes jess..)
speak to the mayor-
have you an

appointment?-
i am a magician
stroke musician

and have traversed
considerable
distance

by mountains
and fall
endless meadow

under azure skies-
you ll need to
make an appointment-

(stayed at
a bed and breakfast
last night..)

so as to free hamilyn
of it´s newly acquired
infestation-

viz a viz-
the rats-
you ll need

form 670-
(bureaucracy´s
monolith

has our hero!)
i know-he intimates
in a meaningful

financial way-
by ancient means
mesmerising

and hypnosis-
i could tell
of his where-

abouts-
for a small stipend
he´s at lunch-

(our country boy is
at a loss)
with my newt

jess..
bless!-
he´s at the diner

across the road..
go and bother
him

thankyou
says the pied piper
tchick! says jess..
May 2021 · 36
iii)
Michael John May 2021
so word is out
hear the criers
shout!

hear ye!
hear ye!
500 duccats!

to he
who can
rid hamelyn

of it´s
infestation-
500 duccats!

(no more rats..!)
hear ye!!?
that´s me!

thought the pied
piper
in passing

on an errand
pete to his friends
what a princely

sum
said he to his
mum

i´m away to
hamelyn
lickety split!

but i shall return
rich!?
she packed

his sandwiches
while he dressed-
black hat

white spats
a salt and pepper
suit

a magical flute!
Jess his newt
on his shoulder

water..
with out
a doubt..

off to hamelyn
for fame
and fortune..
May 2021 · 44
ii)
Michael John May 2021
ii)
ii)

from the golf courses
and from the bars
came the alderman!

assembling in dismay
and confusion-
comparing tans!

order!ORDER!!
-a birdy by god-!
-a state of emergency

has been declared
due to an invasion of
vermin-

-thought it was
the gin-
the right honourable

lord mayor of tower
Hamelin
rose

what is proposed?
scratching his nose
no-one knows..

silence grows..
(like a
dandelion)

they may
just go
you know-

(boredom)
suggested
the member

for lower
east saxony
or-

uproar!
howdy do?!
not a clue

or-at the
window
look!

their
listening!
a big

specimen
rattus noregicus-
understands!

we must prevent panic
all are running
when all fails

we´ll ask the
population..!
democracy

will save the day
lord
squeak..so..
Michael John May 2021
i)

the pied piper
of tower hamelin
once not

so long ago
on a mountain
by a plain

to a river
was a small
village

in which
there general
contentment

reigned
or feigned
irrelevant

invaded-
so many
mad hat

bored
and alone
surrounded

by haunted
pasts
out of

sepulchre
and ran
over

open gobbed
denizens
caved

past the
crucified
the indifferent

say what?!
over the babes
in their prams

enjoying
the early sun
past the cats

wondering
near on
the panicked

matron
whos eyes
are wild

by the idle
inebriated
the lovers

curl up in
bats
sat

on
the grass
run together

oh beady -
by!
come rats

hordes
many many
and more!

RATS!
screams
and carry on

so..
a purpose
a wave

who knows
no-one-
one

lone
voice
whispers

what´s to be
done?
I know

cried
a good man
we will call

an emergency
meeting
of the council

for they
they
have adopted

a noticeable
propriety
air

here to stay
hey ask
the mayor!?

we shall be saved
by democracy
lord

squeak
they had stilled
and carpeted

they shone
with a single
mal

watching
and aware
silent..
May 2021 · 58
F sharp
Michael John May 2021
i)

F sharp
was her
favourite

mine
is
E flat

worlds away
night to day
i called

i said,
E flat?
she´d say

F sharp!
i dawdled,
she flew

forward
and back
i thought

she did
she did nt..
i said

G flat!?!
but the
retort-was

(inevitable-)
D sharp..
(i

should have
known)
we had no-

common
but,
love..

ii)

her laugh
F sharp
mine

E flat
she said
that´s funny

i said
not really
i stayed

quiet
(in E flat)
she told

an allegorical
tale
of faith

and loss
she asked
you know what

i call that?
i said,
let me guess

nothing in
common
but love..?

iii)

we met
one food fast
day

She said,
i know
your an E flat-?!

i can always
tell!
(another one..)

so,
began
our sojourn

in hell..
who paid
we split it..

tbc..
Apr 2021 · 44
is the internet the worst
Michael John Apr 2021
is the internet the worst
thing that ever happened to
the human race and if so,
why..

i don´t know,
where would i be
without  you tube
i never thought i´d
hear all
the old music
that i grew up
with..

it is the greatest
library
that´s ever
been..

and yet something
in my soul
shrinks
at the sight
of a screen..

perhaps i am
just old
the truth never
further
away
than the day
i was born..
Apr 2021 · 72
as if withered
Michael John Apr 2021
as if withered
black and red
war is coloured

nothing
man will fight
over

to the last drop
the different
the similar-

name it..
music
heaven

hell
sea shells
bored?

all on board!
pointless
war

pointed
too
what else

to do
words
general sentiments

old and new
let the blood
por..

favor
pour
coagulate

a world of
hate
and love

and then
we can wonder
anew..
Apr 2021 · 68
magic is like a stencil
Michael John Apr 2021
magic is like a stencil
it is simple
y
a question-

(how many beans
make five)
o
seen

in a coal cellar
by midnight
u
a matter

of dismissal-
when imagination
alive
is all..!

coordination-the sound of
one hand
clapping
etc..

when  impossible
is
a fish
on a bicycle

deletion-
the known
universe
and what

remains
a sprinkling
of hundreds
and
thousands

aeons really
when we
used
our minds

before the
obvious
before
once we

understood
a pantheist
reality
we could

fly
we had the
same high
as

we first had
and stayed
that way
a bird

a tree
simple and
beautiful
but magical..
Apr 2021 · 46
o ice cream man
Michael John Apr 2021
o ice cream man
was gangster
was ice cream
man-come on!
-a strawberry mivvy
-an ice pole
a 66,a 99-
what you want?!"..
a 66,(*******)..

engaging in
conversation
drew a blank
he was edward g
with his
feet up
laugh like a
giraffe..
ha!

what power does
to a man?
flakes a falsity
general lack
he looked at
i
i looked back..
he was

james cagney
he was george raft
he watched me
i regarded him
surreptitously
mm..
maybe,

he had a razor
a pistol
a wild moll!
we saw each
other in the mirror
till
he
rounding

the corner
was gone..
his magical chimes
rang..!
(his big end went too!
kaput!no more van
ice cream man!)
Apr 2021 · 83
is my life ridiculous?
Michael John Apr 2021
i)


is my life ridiculous?
(a question we occasionally
ask
ourselves..)
an elf

before sundry giant
defiant
looking up
past unsurmountable

club
ancient alliance-
death and worse..
armed only

with magic wand
to hand
mayhap called
love-

a floppy hat
my heart
5 cats
a rat

a sparrow
the spirit of
the wind
a wild flower

by the window!
o diminutive
shadow
so
mad

looking in..
a naked toe
glad
but not hopeful-

how ´s the weather
up there?!
ridiculous!
and the law
too

turn
and twist
a possible
nightmare
through

the gloom
a paw
offers
assistance
blue

silence..
what are you?
a thousand
a month-
elf..

kind of-
in some respects
priceless
sometimes dull
but always

grateful..
small but
sometimes
equal to

a universe
hardly a mouthful
but
beautiful..
full

yet markedly
a void
ugly
yet elated
happy

yet cursed
sad
curious
and laissez faire..
aware elf

but disinterested..
apathetic
and thick
obtuse
but loose

and charming-
(just eat him!)
sometimes
i hardly recognise

myself,
perhaps a
******-elf-
all is possible
wealth never
enthralled but..

(splat..!)
Apr 2021 · 66
if i die today
Michael John Apr 2021
i)

if i die today
i would consider
myself fortunate
to have lived
thus long..

that is to say,
the intro wired
to a fugue state
sad and loved
a lost song..

till twenty
unnamed
so waited
nearly died
nearly gone

many ways..
many..
(you know?!
like you
who knows

not me..)
then,
suddenly
i was there!
but where?
one..

ii


two
three
four
not much of a future
done-

what to do?
i see
or saw
tenses
tense
oh,tense-

shoulder
ear
here
and then
now
ow!

how to be
who knows
not i*
if i die to today
upon my stone-

say-
a question
perhaps some unheard
and star distant
exclamation-

some thing..
well i died
and lived
all the same
pray-

perhaps,
i was lucky
or as angels
maybe
i made my own
who knows?!
* Not I,by Samuel Beckett
Apr 2021 · 42
who does not fear?!
Michael John Apr 2021
i)

who does not fear?!
when i peer up
into shining
expression..

ah, the olden times
now they are
returned-
a loving cup..

i am their child
live or die
strange stuff
my o my..

ii)

i recall too
a room
with nothing in-
white and blue

the sea broke
true
your cheeks wore
red

and your eyes
hazel
i did nt
hate

we were young
though we didnt
know it
wait-

iii

recall how we fought
over the car seat
by the olive
and lemons..

i made beans on toast
on the fire
by the door
you in your one

dress
you always
smiled
and wrecked
the room

while i read
and drank wine..
long ago now
long..
Apr 2021 · 151
i never liked red
Michael John Apr 2021
i never liked red
but i grew to love him
in a world of late
his poor eyes dim

a street his way
hungry and thin
patient
he waited in

the cold ..
brave on a pin
and heat
nothing certain

nothing..
(stray cat
with a cataract)
shy yet bold

red from his fired
red skin
neat
kin

to none
loved by god
me and mine
beat-

(like k meant..*
one for his
road)
bless ye..!?
* from the blessed jack kerouac..
Mar 2021 · 76
I am an enchanter
Michael John Mar 2021
i am an enchanter
look deep to the star
twin and singular

far and far
for and for
lovers

as we are
and will be
circulars
to eternity..!
Mar 2021 · 67
i knew the moon too well
Michael John Mar 2021
i

i knew the moon too well
i would not like to dwell
there..

i don´t really understand
why man
needed to go

there seems to me
had we spent the money
wisely

here instead
say,on pollution..
then we might be happy

here..
but i´m sure
there is a lot

i don´t know


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