I see a face and think “Is this a mask?
Has clarity been stolen from those eyes?”
These are the questions which I’m forced to ask
when I’m confronted with a poor disguise. Read the rest of this entry »
Forgive me for my passion (but only if you can).
It seems the words which tumble from my lips
are not much heard from mouthings of a man.
Expressions vivid, steeped in deepsome song
and poetised with all delights for which I long.
That may not dovetail with one’s preconceived Read the rest of this entry »
Like Autumn leaves, we live on borrowed time
before the parched and brownly breeze-dried branch
becomes a lifeless dusty paradigm,
when our molecules dissolve [avalanche]. Read the rest of this entry »
Never mind the thorns or prickles!
To hell with every spine or thistle!
Screw the bristles, points or prongs,
needles, barbs and aculeus, spicules!
Nothing never ever comes for free
and least of all in matters which,
collectively, are known as “love”
to people such as you and me. Read the rest of this entry »
A policeman charged me last night
with being drunk and disorderly,
having found me laughing helplessly,
tears streaming down, on a bench
in a park. He was cross, with a frown.
He said, “What the hell are you on?”
I said, “Life, love, trees & everyone…
and everything, and everywhere, Read the rest of this entry »