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Plum Autumn

blackened, withered, split

Posted byIan StuartAugust 18, 2022September 2, 2022Posted inpoetry, UncategorizedTags:richnessLeave a comment on Plum Autumn

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”

Posted byIan StuartJuly 24, 2022July 26, 2022Posted inpoetry, UncategorizedTags:poems, poetryLeave a comment on 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”

Posted byIan StuartJuly 6, 2022July 7, 2022Posted inpoetry, UncategorizedTags:books, bookshop, print1 Comment on 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”

Posted byIan StuartFebruary 19, 2022Posted inpoetryLeave a comment on 5 Haiku

My Time

“I want to spend my time with you”

Posted byIan StuartNovember 13, 2021December 1, 2021Posted inpoetry, UncategorizedTags:love1 Comment on My Time

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”

Posted byIan StuartNovember 10, 2021November 15, 2021Posted inpoetry, Uncategorized2 Comments on Junkyard

Windfarm

Winnowing the wind long swooping sails sift voltage out of gusts and gales.

Posted byIan StuartNovember 10, 2020Posted inpoetry, UncategorizedLeave a comment on Windfarm

Lost Child

The loss of a child has always been a terrible blow

Posted byIan StuartOctober 23, 2020October 25, 2020Posted inpoetry, UncategorizedLeave a comment on Lost Child

The Stone Circle

A circle of stones – an offering to the waters

Posted byIan StuartOctober 15, 2020July 23, 2022Posted inpoetry, UncategorizedLeave a comment on The Stone Circle

999

You often see the ambulance round here (the population’s getting old) and things happen – usually at night. You see their headlights swing into our road, moving slowly till they find the house. They go in quietly, without a fuss. Ten minutes later and they’re out. Wheelchair or stretcher ? You can guess how seriousContinue reading “999”

Posted byIan StuartOctober 11, 2020Posted inpoetry, Uncategorized3 Comments on 999

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