10 Dec 2013
A Fickle Mistress
it's never too late
said fate
but fate
she cannot tell the time
shows up late
and blames the wine
21 Nov 2013
Lost, Unfound
so they asked me
what I thought I was playing at?
pushing a piano
all the way
from Land’s end
and up
as far
as John O’Groats?
easy
i said
in my most minimal way
you see… .. ..
i search in the hedge rows
i search on the ground
for something they say
that can never be found
so all the way
up to John O’Groats
i’m on the trail
cross river
through dale
for Monsieur Eric Satie’s
missing notes!
17 Nov 2013
You Make The Clocks Stop
You Make The Clocks Stop
an untypical air
as you breeze down the street
as one by one
and tickety tock
all the birds whisper
and all the clocks stop
and the stars
they all
would bashful fall
awkward at your feet
and you’d have to mind
those pretty toes
from all that cosmic heat
an untypical air
as you breeze down the street
as one by one
and tickety tock
all the birds whisper
and all the clocks stop
and the stars
they all
would bashful fall
awkward at your feet
and you’d have to mind
those pretty toes
from all that cosmic heat
2 Nov 2013
All Washed Up
a twisted piece of driftwood
rolling back and forth upon the ebb and flow
of a lunar tide
so gently was i rocked to sleep……
and later….listless
under a vibrant moon
(she also took a shine to me)
and i wondered why?
and what she saw?
as she
gathered me up close
and clutched me to her youthful heart
yes
others had walked this way before
but quickly passed
along that shore…….
so you took me home
for a closer inspection
and i was surprised at
how soon and deftly
you went to work
sanding away at all my rough edges
and then came
the introductions……
to the movers and shakers
the midnight philosophers
and wannabe fakers
and the revelry went on
for many a fine moon
and still many moons more
until one day
the music stopped
a twisted piece of driftwood
rolling back and forth upon the ebb and flow
of a lunar tide
so gently was i rocked to sleep……
24 Oct 2013
Cloud Catching
i caught a cloud in a butterfly net
and took it home
for poking
i put in the garden shed
forgot to feed it
and now he’s dead
so now I’ve a dead cloud in my garden shed
and must be careful where i tread
29 Sept 2013
101 Haiku and some......
1
a wooden sign post
i select my direction
cycles through haiku
2
warm nights alfresco
a gentle harboured lapping
Thai lanterns drift by
3
open bird free skies
a Sidewinder's laddered dune
and minaret's call
4
a brilliant moon
finds a clear and sapphired lake
time for reflection
5
unsure but eager
a toddler's first awkward steps
one small step for Fran
6
warm light through mangroves
a Mississippi steamboat
churning up the night
7
swirling Northern Lights
heaven's joyful symphony
playful spirits dance
8
a kayak for two
weeping willow overhangs
drifting through autumn
9
San Francisco smile
a distant clang of street cars
Golden Gate mists roll
10
distant friends waving
an unexpected welcome
windmills of Holland
11
confusion of birds
fall silent for sun's magic
a solar eclipse
12
past lives underfoot
forgotten stories whispered
cemetery walks
13
somewhere in cities
curled up in carnival days
all sirened she sleeps
14
Landmarks of New York
The Statue of Liberty
a gifted lady
15
tread carefully now
beautiful peril awaits
vividly Taipan
16
shadowless for now
a human necklace spirals
earthbound sky divers
17
sun drenched ochre cliffs
a table for two with wine
days to remember
18
anarchy breaks out
a helicoptered nightfall
sweeping discontent
19
as seasons draw on
squadrons of geese fly over
winter's victory
20
bright wagons appear
take the kettle from the stove
the steam fair is back
21
humble offerings
hungry souls that dwell within
a Thai spirit house
22
neutral buoyancy
scuba diving in darkness
space walks of the deep
23
giant redwood tree
forested elder statesman
four hundred years young
24
returning to spawn
a sporting chance for salmon
grizzly goalkeepers
25
landmarks of New York
pressing engagements unfold
Flat Iron Building
26
orbiting our Earth
they talk about the Dodgers
astronauts' home run
27
surrendered cacti
wolfpack's howling concerto
comets rain to earth
28
at anchor with you
weighed down with local delights
mandolined sunsets
29
such wonders await
surprises yet to enthral
a wolf moon hangs low
30
hovering upstream
a rainbow trout waits for dusk
evening displays
31
beyond the bow wave
strung out as Chinese lanterns
jellyfish hover
32
do i miss her now?
like the distance between stars
she floats through my dreams
33
landmarks of New York
many uplifting stories
Empire State Building
34
exquisite beauty
a rising sun radiance
bird of paradise
35
Caribbean nights
local dark rum slowly sipped
bullfrog symphonies
36
sculpture of the deep
as intricate as snowflakes
feathery coral
37
white light night diving
disturbing sleepy lobsters
all luminescence
38
wooden bridge gazing
koi carp rise to kiss the sky
quiet reflection
39
some time after rain
an awakening of snails
tread carefully now
40
along riverbanks
playful otters have returned
that's the way they roll
41
roadside honeyed jars
a blanket of lavender
sweetly scented scenes
42
awakening nights
upturned dustbins spill their guts
skulking urban fox
43
clear trouted river
a clarity of stillness
born of mountain spring
44
life's gentle passing
a company of angels
your spirit remains
45
wild roadside poppies
bursting fields of sunflowers
rolling lavender
46
we made tree houses
safe and away from it all
canopied summers
47
petite shapely muse
beautiful inanimate
a violin sings
48
wanders skyward come
slow float the silent snowflakes
stop the world for play
49
cobbled passageways
browsing dusty market stalls
on secondhand walks
50
underground commutes
Matadors poised on platforms
let cattle commence
51
a barrel organ
aromatic caramel
Amsterdam mornings
52
dandelion spors
silence of paratroopers
hanging on the breeze
53
strolling in silence
amid ageing tangled trees
a steepled moonlight
54
girl's footprints in sand
skimming stones and flying fish
summer's gentle breeze
55
leaves give up the ghost
a beautiful death rains down
dancing Autumnal
56
landmarks of Paris
Our Parisian Lady
Notre Dame to you
57
clear deep trouted depths
a clarity of stillness
born of mountain spring
58
stranded homeless souls
wild roses born through concrete
strolling through poems
59
urban parakeets
Sunday morning's woodpecker
birdsong awoken
60
cold sharded designs
on winter's frosted window
a brilliant light
61
for you flags flutter
semaphore salutations
to where you belong
62
dancing in the air
an aerial innocence
kiting on the heath
63
orbiting your dreams
lonely as a satellite
your beauty remains
64
working below waves
naked lobsters on the move
sea bed bulldozing
65
bumpy bicycles
sleepy little tuliped towns
where gliding swans preen
66
they come take their leave
all kaleidoscopic trance
windmills of our hearts
67
as we round the bend
sunflower battalions
defending our day
68
birds gather at dusk
magnets and iron filings
a murmuration
69
a rainbow appears
stillness of a frozen lake
time out for nature
70
deep green reedy depths
lurking terrortorial
prehistoric Pike
71
up here in the cloud
getting high in Manhattan
Empire State Gift Shop
72
peals of Notre Dame
Parisian rivered nights
lovers of Pont Neuf
73
Blue mountained vista
shimmering eucalyptus
Australian light
74
so lost in your eyes
a beguiling radiance
one thousand candles
75
embracing your world
gliding sharp eyed and thermalled
eagle's playful flight
76
tea chest memories
attic mysteries revealed
ghosts of summers past
77
suspended in time
an enigmatic beauty
black and white photo
78
basketed and belled
awaiting her breezy smile
a Dutch bicycle
79
peaceful stealth bombers
flocks of manta rays glide by
sea-borne ocean flights
80
kicking through the leaves
charcoal scented memories
bonfires of boyhood
81
caribbean nights
local dark rum concoctions
bullfrog spmphonies
82
rouge silhouetted
monolithic unearthy
Uluru at dawn
83
stranded homeless souls
a wild rose born through concrete
strolling through poems
84
rag taggled parade
wagons roll into focus
circus spectacles
85
exploding cascades
New Year's timely overtures
Edinburgh Castle
86
melting mangrove swamp
piercing shrieks of unseen birds
imagination
87
when the music fades
on metronomed afternoons
notation awaits
88
she dances neon
slowly sets your soul afire
a flaming redhead
89
landmarks of New York
many moving scenes played out
Grand Central Station
90
wellied and jam jarred
up to the Giant's Basin
in search of frog spawn
91
gracefully she sways
sashaying twister dances
The Locomotion!
92
three score years and ten
life's seasons will come and go
wear sensible shoes
93
guided by moonlight
meandering wayward home
wolf moon on my shoe
94
a single droplet
a beautiful chaos hangs
stillness of a pond
95
tangled silver trails
snails have left their calling cards
patio dogfights
96
proposals of love
vapoured trails upon the sky
burn out like embers
97
highways of Utah
Native American scenes
straight as an arrow
98
bright red and silver
a San Francisco fire truck
re-ignites our youth
99
landmarks of New York
Bloomingdales on Christmas Eve
we present ourselves
100
confusions of birds
fall silent for sun's magic
a solar eclipse
101
we are not alone
they watch over and heal us
guardian angels
extras.....
Caribbean pace
weather forecast for today
a hummingbird sun
carpeted crimson
covering all that once was
delicous mornings
anticipation
a melody of silence
the space between the notes
a single ticket
board a freight train to the moon
once there don't look back
black bicycles swarm
high again in Amsterdam
caramel daydreams
delicious summers
a table for two with wine
honeycombed sunsets
blue curled Gauloise smoke
a ballerina dances
slow she fades away
27 Sept 2013
26 Sept 2013
21 Sept 2013
Big Mouth!
Coming soon a new spoken word monthly night at The Macara Bar hosted by The Stokey Bard and Emlyn Inwordz with his rocking retro records. Kicking off first Thursday in November. Be at the first one! =;-)
18 Sept 2013
Practice Makes....
our paths may have crossed
but
for the briefest of time
you with the style
that beauty
and
all overspilling with musical grace!
then me
with the child like tom foolery
an ageing poet
with an A – Z
and a Hackney’d face
you lit up my room
like a thousand candles
and i …….
said all the right things
but at all the wrong times
and you just smiled
because you secretly knew
that as usual
for all the right reasons
i’d fluff up my lines!
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