Like a building block in life’s creation I gesture for the train It keeps on going – faster even as it draws ever closer – then… Whoosh! It’s gone – I stand in solace what now but wait for time to pass It seems like an eternity I sit and think and sit… and sit […]
Tag: poems
faces
the expressionless face hides behind the door – her elbows and knees fall below to the floor the expressionate face the centre of now – his body and soul climbing high from the bough the facade takes the place of the expressionless face and picks herself up by the door from the floor the centre […]
Fuss and Nonsense
Fuss and Nonsense went to the bay leaving Grumpy and Difficult at home to stay they went to sit down on the beach on the sand until Fuss said to Nonsense; I’d much rather stand Nonsense misheard what Fuss had to say and sat on the sand on the beach at the bay Fuss turned […]
a poem
I have to print it out to break it down I have to read again to understand I separate the lines to see them flow and build a construct and watch it grow If everyanything* can be done and we make a life from one block – two then somebody’s something we grow to behold […]
The grandfather’s chair
Whenever I sit in the grandfather’s chair I dream what I wish for – that you would be there in a disorganised muddle – I fuddle about stumbling on affection – tripping on doubt yet in your eyes I see a girl – sweet and serene – as if you’re careening – I canoodle and […]
To the sea
I stand above the solemn fieldwhere strangers come to seewhatever shall be wishing forin news endowed to thee I walk beside the strangest beachwhere friends of all kinds walkand then I dance the dance, so dearbut cannot talk the talk But ever shall we wonderwhatever could have beenif only I had held your handif only I had […]
Does a poem need a picture?
Does a poem need a picturea tapestry of threadlayers of a fabricin your stead for what came before it – the tapestry of mindinterpret as it’s seenor as it’s read like a quilt – a coveringa line of stitching – all in sincdoes the poet rely on morethan merely what the pen may bring the web of inspiration […]
out of many
Because one said so is it true who else says it’s so – do you because one warrants you agreed who else will agree with thee because one stands tall do you stand too does anyone else stand tall with you out of many, one – (e pluribus unum) – thirteen letters […]
the storm
What can I see when I say I can do and the bird in the tree reminds me of you and the little lake ponders and paddles and pants and the stars in the sky over yonder way land speak to the children who chide in the snow and the sleet turns to […]
Wild days
Oh but for those wild days Where the yardarm greets the sun I could abate the little bird And be the only one Who stands upon a portal And sings upon a rock Who nestles in the silent night Walking to the expanse of the dock Why jump; one thinks and ponders Why […]
sensualism 