[In response to ‘ This Lime-tree Bower my Prison’ by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. I am not who once I was Neither you Be true, be frank. Where once my tree did hold fruitful bower Flush with leaves and berry for the picking Now look! I have lost. Rings engraved in grain circle ever higher But […]

I, in the middle Of this chaos Search the cold blue lagoon Elegant as a sea of whiskey Intoxicated by the fumes. God knows I Still haven’t figured out how But The sun it strengthens Not from both sides Not from any side I yet see Though it is there The water’s shimmering. As I’m […]

I looked in the bin today and saw our wedding book In the recycling We are broken But we’re good for the environment. Don’t put it with the doggie faecal matter No that would be wrong Just lie it on top of yesterday’s news Or free it up for someone’s fish supper Plenty more fishes. […]

Be there in the afternoon You’ll let me you know If you want me that way. When is a good time For me And then Have to stick to a set time And I have to go get through it. I will get back with Her Thanks again Thanks so very, very Sorry. Good. Hope […]

It seems childish now to Have climbed so high so fast and free The ribbon floated in the air before me, and I Grabbed the balloon to shoot up, rising ever faster Lungs filled and bursting expanding accordion pulls and Feet lifted off the ground riding imaginary bike peddles such Hooligan youth aching for more […]

Grasses pushing high up through cornfields towering Beneath this, I’ve fallen and hard mud cracked and deep cuts Earth lies dormant oh hear me calling.   I’ve never been here so this is unknown but now I’m here I Just want to go home so, This is not me I’m a shadow covered in shadows […]

I don’t have a gun Why’d you shoot me? Stained years. I was reading a book but This mosaic patterned flesh Now blown, Seen-through as glass. Notice the difference in meaning Thought tiles Cracked bottles from Marrakesh scattered, sprawling and drowned. Cannot be white. Bear the thought An instant reference Static context Dig down Stretched […]

Through swirling winds Whistling kettles burning steam screech wildly into the night No more, no more I say cowering down upon the floor But there is nowhere to hide from winter’s icy storm. As such the bristling frozen empty branches beckon the boundless squall on Buckling and creeking No bird flaps to breach the fractured […]

When I look into your eyes I.  Indeed. Look.  Look through the eyes of love You look fantastic. At the bottom of everything Lash mascara Eyes open Eyes blinking. Kanye loves Kanye Blunt eyes stare down.  Hopeless. Helpless romantic but blue twisted orange organic free-wheeling ecstasy. And all for the love of you. Easy Sunday […]

the years have flown by life’s kite tail bobbing and weaving higher beyond reach. i wish you were here Oh how i wish that your feet rested on my legs curling and twisting or your hand lightly touched mine. people said the pain would fade black ink to but shadowy greys. When I think of […]