floats on a blood stream tarnished silver, sprinkled with grey pearls, tears or sweat.
Category Archives: poetry
Chorus
What silent song is noted on green staves, when raindrops quiver on the grass
Plum Autumn
blackened, withered, split
Six
Six Haiku Thick books satisfy – a fat sandwich packed with madmen, lovers. Phone call A call from my son. I hear him smile down the phone. The house seems warmer. frozen puddles snap like toffee; ice cream cones melt to fir trees; lawns to lace. The road shines with frost. I walk stiff leggedContinue reading “Six”
Bookshop
A ghost of dust as the door opens. Battalions of books in line abreast, spines straight as ramrods, tight and bright as a drummer’s cordings. they gleam with polished leather and gold leaf all noble , each one touts their title. “Foreword “ they call to your eager ears and you will follow. Wait. TheirContinue reading “Bookshop”
5 Haiku
My phone spies on me – rings random strangers, just for fun, sniggers in my ear. There’s no business… Life? No rehearsal – improvise, work for the laugh – smile as the curtain falls. Book shop Shoulder to shoulder, wait to be bought, browsed, read, returned to the shop. The cafe has closed down –Continue reading “5 Haiku”
My Time
“I want to spend my time with you”
Junkyard
Down the dusty, data-blown back streetsof my computer’s hard drive liesthe dumping ground – the placewhere failed poems go to die,and fragments too, which make me feelembarrassed or ashamed –lines leading nowhere, overgrownwith lush, excessive, choking adjectives;a rusting heap ofContinue reading “Junkyard”
Windfarm
Winnowing the wind long swooping sails sift voltage out of gusts and gales.
Lost Child
The loss of a child has always been a terrible blow
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