Tag: poetry

Return

expectant garden
a memory of winter
beyond the return

Silence

the sound of birdcalls
clear in the silent sunrise
no cars on the road

Finish

seeking to finish
I miss the many moments
of refulgent joy

Scrape

silent motorways
the scrapes of lighted blacktop
devoid of transport

Eyes

staring with wide eyes
fear styles and hides the plain view
somewhere in the town

Moon

a full-pregnant moon
casts long reflected shadows
Waiting for her dues

Worry

worry hangs and sags
around the folds of my wrinkles
and my silver hairs

Street

my soliloquy
hidden in silent gesture
and blank street banter

West

at the seasons change
look to the west wind’s foibles
the panic of gulls

Green

I watch her iris
green and sand and dark russet
the colours drifting

Fake

fake silken roses
dusted with soot and ashes
aging memory

Grace

Grace felt the loose itch
drifting down her catwalk back
under scrutiny

Pigeon

pigeon silhouette
fluffing shadowy feathers
atoning the night

Blanket

blanket covering
our warmth and the grey skyscape
as we hide from truths

Art

watching basement art
reason invented from light
careful observation

Painting

over a black painting
the framed darkness mirroring
a secret longing

Hands

wrinkles on my hands
the skin now unpuckering
a wartime dancehall

Hide

when I try to hide
my intention and motive
she knows, and whispers

Luck

looking up at skies
vast enough to rectify
a bit of bad luck

Port

port softly beckons
promising sanctuary
I embrace the storm

Light

a cold bedspread cast
in slats of Venetian light
the scent still lingers

Junk

jagged metal bones
her old shattered carapace
now just rusting junk

Off

he detects the lie
his tone becoming harsher
eyes down, I take off

Rush

the mobile vibrates
blind fingers rush to reveal
and clutch the answer