Words float out to sea
Is this is the river's end?
Sun makes new rain start
huh
Monday, 30 April 2012
Sunday, 29 April 2012
Poem 29: Icing Sugar
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Minima
Unspoke
We call boiling plasma, yellow and glutinous
Florence rolls her daisy
The nightengale machine roars its
Music box trivia
Ataturk reigns this pierced moment
Platitudes bleach forth with merriment
And flowered hands dance the shake bells
As sticks strike the hour
Ringing across these green and pleasant valleys
Stone church reaping the sunny warmth of early Autumn
Musty rubbermetal smell of old bicycle
Open universes collapsing infinitely on themselves
Wound ever tighter like a bobbin on an old Singer sewing machine
That scent of salty air sharp and ozonous
Bare dried groyne wood
There is nothing to cling to on this hot beach day
But random memories
Sieved through a brain like a light dusting of icing sugar
Unspoke
We call boiling plasma, yellow and glutinous
Florence rolls her daisy
The nightengale machine roars its
Music box trivia
Ataturk reigns this pierced moment
Platitudes bleach forth with merriment
And flowered hands dance the shake bells
As sticks strike the hour
Ringing across these green and pleasant valleys
Stone church reaping the sunny warmth of early Autumn
Musty rubbermetal smell of old bicycle
Open universes collapsing infinitely on themselves
Wound ever tighter like a bobbin on an old Singer sewing machine
That scent of salty air sharp and ozonous
Bare dried groyne wood
There is nothing to cling to on this hot beach day
But random memories
Sieved through a brain like a light dusting of icing sugar
Saturday, 28 April 2012
Poem 28: Murder in the Garden
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A lady who's from Pasadena
Wanted her thumb to be greener
If she wasn't allergic to alliums
Or jinxed by geraniums
Then maybe she would've been keener
She simply found gardening a chore
Hated all types of hellebore
Among roses she dozes
Peonies she opposes
While fuschias just make her snore
She took an instant dislike to wisteria
And was scared of compost's bacteria
She found primulas prim
And gerberas grim
While hyacinths gave her hysteria
While she was out in the garden
Her attitudes began to harden
She was hostile to a hosta
Killed a clematis who crossed her
Now she's on death row with no pardon
Wanted her thumb to be greener
If she wasn't allergic to alliums
Or jinxed by geraniums
Then maybe she would've been keener
She simply found gardening a chore
Hated all types of hellebore
Among roses she dozes
Peonies she opposes
While fuschias just make her snore
She took an instant dislike to wisteria
And was scared of compost's bacteria
She found primulas prim
And gerberas grim
While hyacinths gave her hysteria
While she was out in the garden
Her attitudes began to harden
She was hostile to a hosta
Killed a clematis who crossed her
Now she's on death row with no pardon
Friday, 27 April 2012
Poem 27: Will and Phil mash up
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To bleep, perchance to gleam
Ay, there's the robot
For in those electric sheep what dreams may come
When we have solenoid this relay coil
Ay, there's the robot
For in those electric sheep what dreams may come
When we have solenoid this relay coil
Thursday, 26 April 2012
Poem 26: Periscope
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I
See you
At the back
Standing behind the
Hacky sack
Crowd
Hand
Raised high
Index finger up
Embedded optic fibre
Relaying images
Back
You
Are shorter
Than most here
But no-one else
Matters at
All
_____________________________
A belated hay(na)ku: wordcount: 1 2 3 tweaked to be 1 2 3 3 2 1
See you
At the back
Standing behind the
Hacky sack
Crowd
Hand
Raised high
Index finger up
Embedded optic fibre
Relaying images
Back
You
Are shorter
Than most here
But no-one else
Matters at
All
_____________________________
A belated hay(na)ku: wordcount: 1 2 3 tweaked to be 1 2 3 3 2 1
Wednesday, 25 April 2012
Poem 25: Ode to a Toad
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You shelter from the mid-day heat
Under the sweltering flagstones
Dead flies are your little treat
You suck their tiny bones
After a prolonged dry spell
I worry you're too dry
So I reach for my water spray
Deep in the cool dark by day you dwell
Emerging into the night sky
To prowl the terrace for your prey
_____________________________
English Ode form:
abab
cde
cde
Under the sweltering flagstones
Dead flies are your little treat
You suck their tiny bones
After a prolonged dry spell
I worry you're too dry
So I reach for my water spray
Deep in the cool dark by day you dwell
Emerging into the night sky
To prowl the terrace for your prey
_____________________________
English Ode form:
abab
cde
cde
Tuesday, 24 April 2012
Poem 24: Meteorite
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Watching the imaginary numbers
Chasing the cloudburst at 100 mil an hour
Do not adjust your internal set
Adjusting inflation
Infinity precent elation
I don't want you to leave yet
Unknown metal numbers
Isotopes from the sky
You've made an impact
On the applesauce of my mind's eye
We see meteorite showers
With both our eyes shut
Fifteen point thirty seven
Railing number 31 green
We're unmaking a scene
Geometric progression
Unknown metal numbers
Isotopes from the sky
You've made an impact
On the applesauce of my mind's eye
Chasing the cloudburst at 100 mil an hour
Do not adjust your internal set
Adjusting inflation
Infinity precent elation
I don't want you to leave yet
Unknown metal numbers
Isotopes from the sky
You've made an impact
On the applesauce of my mind's eye
We see meteorite showers
With both our eyes shut
Fifteen point thirty seven
Railing number 31 green
We're unmaking a scene
Geometric progression
Unknown metal numbers
Isotopes from the sky
You've made an impact
On the applesauce of my mind's eye
Monday, 23 April 2012
Poem 23: Eeyore Furore
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We are downhill freewheeling
Everything is going right
The universe is happy feeling
We're pushing an open door tonight
Effortless like a tiger's jump
We are coming up trumps
Right until the moment when
It all comes crashing down again
Everything is going right
The universe is happy feeling
We're pushing an open door tonight
Effortless like a tiger's jump
We are coming up trumps
Right until the moment when
It all comes crashing down again
Sunday, 22 April 2012
Poem 22: The One
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Finality banality
Achingly yellow
Artificial banana smell
Your ignorant eyes
Staring cheekily
In the opposite direction
Smear of mallow chew
On the smile-wrinkled corner of your mouth
You knew a long time ago
But aren't letting on now
Achingly yellow
Artificial banana smell
Your ignorant eyes
Staring cheekily
In the opposite direction
Smear of mallow chew
On the smile-wrinkled corner of your mouth
You knew a long time ago
But aren't letting on now
Poem 21: Density
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Ruffle stuffle
The winchat rummages
Keenly deployed among the
Stonechat rubble
With crimbling cloys
The kastrulating claws
Snivel and slobber
With bakingly clobber
Wild! Get shot of this
Your preening displays
Are nothing obsidian
Faintly darwinian
Finchly and cru
Darkly through glass
Waltzing acutely
Pomade remade
In crept an inkling
True yet devoid of perception
Blessed are the noctorous
Shapely are the wibloe
Just off Cape Askance
Pewter skies and roiling seas
Distant headland ignores our pleas
Forging on without a backwards glance
Off the edge of flatworld
Into the uncharts
Precipitous heartmouthing
The final plunge to density
The winchat rummages
Keenly deployed among the
Stonechat rubble
With crimbling cloys
The kastrulating claws
Snivel and slobber
With bakingly clobber
Wild! Get shot of this
Your preening displays
Are nothing obsidian
Faintly darwinian
Finchly and cru
Darkly through glass
Waltzing acutely
Pomade remade
In crept an inkling
True yet devoid of perception
Blessed are the noctorous
Shapely are the wibloe
Just off Cape Askance
Pewter skies and roiling seas
Distant headland ignores our pleas
Forging on without a backwards glance
Off the edge of flatworld
Into the uncharts
Precipitous heartmouthing
The final plunge to density
Friday, 20 April 2012
Poem 20: Chiptune
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I've been watching you
Jaw of a prehistoric fish
Ichthyoid tricky
Gawping wide
Words bubbling like a silver river
Let's float away out of here
Double diamond ambulating
Vinegar soaked and inky fingered
Battered and bruised
Yesterday's news
Under the neon blue
Synthetic green-ness in a dish
Metal hot and sticky
Pull you to one side
Bits together, no time to dither
Let's float away out of here
Double diamond ambulating
Vinegar soaked and inky fingered
Battered and bruised
Yesterday's news
Jaw of a prehistoric fish
Ichthyoid tricky
Gawping wide
Words bubbling like a silver river
Let's float away out of here
Double diamond ambulating
Vinegar soaked and inky fingered
Battered and bruised
Yesterday's news
Under the neon blue
Synthetic green-ness in a dish
Metal hot and sticky
Pull you to one side
Bits together, no time to dither
Let's float away out of here
Double diamond ambulating
Vinegar soaked and inky fingered
Battered and bruised
Yesterday's news
Wednesday, 18 April 2012
Poem 19: liquorice hurricane
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generations of sparkle melody
boomerang my fresian entity
rapslideling out of an enormous hunger
abseiling tumultuous wonder
evershard mung-ruth
fiercely winsome-toothed
against the platitudes of insead time
flushed with triumphant failure
floundering and twitching
in a cementitious porridge
cracked breeze block pepper
corny like a cob pipe
the flow has transformed her
from delicant to wishbore
garments flapping wildly
in the liquorice hurricane
boomerang my fresian entity
rapslideling out of an enormous hunger
abseiling tumultuous wonder
evershard mung-ruth
fiercely winsome-toothed
against the platitudes of insead time
flushed with triumphant failure
floundering and twitching
in a cementitious porridge
cracked breeze block pepper
corny like a cob pipe
the flow has transformed her
from delicant to wishbore
garments flapping wildly
in the liquorice hurricane
Poem 18: Inbox Tanka
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The inbox of life
Is never truly empty
Learn to transcend it
Or it will smother your mind
With endless endless spamming
_____________________________
Tanka: 5 7 5 7 7
Is never truly empty
Learn to transcend it
Or it will smother your mind
With endless endless spamming
_____________________________
Tanka: 5 7 5 7 7
Tuesday, 17 April 2012
Poem 17: Sunray
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You took your time
Eight minutes and nineteen seconds
I guess that's a pretty long way
If you're a photon
Still, I'm awfully glad you made the trip
And weren't tempted to stop off
In Venus' beguiling atmosphere
Or Mercury's boils and bubbles
You've hit this rock with a
Barely perceptible bang
Transforming some air into
A very very very slightly hotter state
Thanks for coming anyway
I was a bit too chilly before you got here
_________________________
Written (with apologies!) in the style of www.expendablefriend.com
Eight minutes and nineteen seconds
I guess that's a pretty long way
If you're a photon
Still, I'm awfully glad you made the trip
And weren't tempted to stop off
In Venus' beguiling atmosphere
Or Mercury's boils and bubbles
You've hit this rock with a
Barely perceptible bang
Transforming some air into
A very very very slightly hotter state
Thanks for coming anyway
I was a bit too chilly before you got here
_________________________
Written (with apologies!) in the style of www.expendablefriend.com
Monday, 16 April 2012
Poem 16: rock
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i'm sure i've been on that rock
looking out with formaldehyde hands
spinning the lead floss un-candy clouds into a
coarse thread dyed with salt tears
interwoven with damp kelp into a
harris tweed tunic
i wear it sometimes even now
its phosphorescent glow illuminates
the darker corners of my existence
____________________
today's lowercaseness is inspired by the lovely http://disappearingbeast.tumblr.com/
looking out with formaldehyde hands
spinning the lead floss un-candy clouds into a
coarse thread dyed with salt tears
interwoven with damp kelp into a
harris tweed tunic
i wear it sometimes even now
its phosphorescent glow illuminates
the darker corners of my existence
____________________
today's lowercaseness is inspired by the lovely http://disappearingbeast.tumblr.com/
Poem 15: Lisbon Wall
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Your shoulder touching mine
As you peer over at my scrawl
While I write this poem showing
How we have been apart
Yet have always been together
Even before we met
Like hidden gardens in an ancient city
Divided by a high slate-topped wall
Covered in lichens
Lutyensian leopard spots unchanging
Lobular, langourous and lenticular
Camouflage ineffective against our love
As you peer over at my scrawl
While I write this poem showing
How we have been apart
Yet have always been together
Even before we met
Like hidden gardens in an ancient city
Divided by a high slate-topped wall
Covered in lichens
Lutyensian leopard spots unchanging
Lobular, langourous and lenticular
Camouflage ineffective against our love
Saturday, 14 April 2012
Poem 14: Destiny's Sonnet
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Life is just practice for a greater stage
A dress rehearsal for glories to come
Our paths written out upon a page
From which no divergence can be won
Thus our destinies are writ in stone
Our will is merely pretending to be free
Achievements cannot be claimed as our own
Failures just inevitability
Each day's toil another stroke of ink
In the great ledger of infinite time
A plan that requires us not think
To keep each step upwards on the climb
Only what our passion holds most dear
Can break the chains that hold us in our fear
A dress rehearsal for glories to come
Our paths written out upon a page
From which no divergence can be won
Thus our destinies are writ in stone
Our will is merely pretending to be free
Achievements cannot be claimed as our own
Failures just inevitability
Each day's toil another stroke of ink
In the great ledger of infinite time
A plan that requires us not think
To keep each step upwards on the climb
Only what our passion holds most dear
Can break the chains that hold us in our fear
Friday, 13 April 2012
Poem 13: Dart
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Dipper shimmers in the slate flow
Clawing forward against the press of water
Then surfaces, darting over the tumbling flows
A flitting glimmer
With a mouthful of fish
Clawing forward against the press of water
Then surfaces, darting over the tumbling flows
A flitting glimmer
With a mouthful of fish
Thursday, 12 April 2012
Poem 12: Pad 39a
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Firebricks shrug off the Florida sun
More used to the inferno of launch
Yet even here weeds peek out
Through the cracks in
Kennedy's concrete
More used to the inferno of launch
Yet even here weeds peek out
Through the cracks in
Kennedy's concrete
Poem 11: You Poem
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You poem
You're so self-centred
Dolled up in clever words
And poignant pauses
You poem
With your clever repetition
Drawing us in, rhymeless and guileless
Abstract yet familiar
You poem
Either nature, glamourified
Or love, cloyingly sweet
A cliché for all reasons
You poem
So hyper-well-observed
Over-stuffed with quirky details
And plaintive tugs at the heartstrings
You poem
Like a terrorist
You only need to get lucky once
To resonate in someone's mind
You poem
Opening up spaces
Lighting up faces
Scattering graces
You poem
I wish you were mine
You're so self-centred
Dolled up in clever words
And poignant pauses
You poem
With your clever repetition
Drawing us in, rhymeless and guileless
Abstract yet familiar
You poem
Either nature, glamourified
Or love, cloyingly sweet
A cliché for all reasons
You poem
So hyper-well-observed
Over-stuffed with quirky details
And plaintive tugs at the heartstrings
You poem
Like a terrorist
You only need to get lucky once
To resonate in someone's mind
You poem
Opening up spaces
Lighting up faces
Scattering graces
You poem
I wish you were mine
Poem 10: Growth comes as a shock
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Growth comes as a shock
Jarring the senses as
Newness unfolds
Crackling like spent lightning bolts
A sudden glimpse into the Other Mind
Just as the door slides shut
As if awakening, half-remembered, from a dream
The aperture of the mind
Collapses in on itself
Pure creation arcs out through and
Jolts us back to realism
In the briefest moment
Before it closes off again
Faceless
Like smooth inscrutable stone
As if nothing had ever happened
Jarring the senses as
Newness unfolds
Crackling like spent lightning bolts
A sudden glimpse into the Other Mind
Just as the door slides shut
As if awakening, half-remembered, from a dream
The aperture of the mind
Collapses in on itself
Pure creation arcs out through and
Jolts us back to realism
In the briefest moment
Before it closes off again
Faceless
Like smooth inscrutable stone
As if nothing had ever happened
Monday, 9 April 2012
Poem 9: Santicroy
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Brimsbrow leeve
Tetchnat brare
Clampest veau
Falching skrare
Falmbecam sut
Benchnar flos
Getgraur slembowed
Kempvan ros
Chewdow slempfit
Sackard blore
Tumbed dempfard
Semblo quaw
Tileding rotfort
Yeckfed troye
Beltoy heldrin
Santicroy
Tetchnat brare
Clampest veau
Falching skrare
Falmbecam sut
Benchnar flos
Getgraur slembowed
Kempvan ros
Chewdow slempfit
Sackard blore
Tumbed dempfard
Semblo quaw
Tileding rotfort
Yeckfed troye
Beltoy heldrin
Santicroy
Poem 8: Empacher
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Training for the worlds
Eating to fuel a machine
Hours on the water
Ten miles still to go
Energy burns from within
Purpose in the rain
Downstream in the cold
Empty river full and fast
False speed but feels good
Upstream back to base
Lactic burns in every joint
Spent yet invested
---------Just trying some haikus
These ones are on today's theme of inhabiting a persona -- a rower preparing for the single sculls world championships ....
Eating to fuel a machine
Hours on the water
Ten miles still to go
Energy burns from within
Purpose in the rain
Downstream in the cold
Empty river full and fast
False speed but feels good
Upstream back to base
Lactic burns in every joint
Spent yet invested
---------Just trying some haikus
These ones are on today's theme of inhabiting a persona -- a rower preparing for the single sculls world championships ....
Saturday, 7 April 2012
Poem 7: Wall
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Laying the prefect brick
Mortar applied with a casual flick
One part cement to four parts sand
It's setting soon, you need to be quick
Levelled up with a steady hand
Horizontal even on sloping land
Perpendiculars buttered right
Each course follows what was planned
Beds even, perps not too tight
Soon we have a decent height
The final one a satisfying click
A simple wall brings such delight
================
An exercise today, trying a new format:
"This Persian form of poetry is a series of rhymed quatrains. In each quatrain, all lines rhyme except the third. An "Interlocking Rubáiyát" is a Rubáiyát where the subsequent stanza rhymes its 1st, 2nd, and 4th lines with the sound at the end of the 3rd line in the stanza (Rubá'íyah) before it.
In this form, the 3rd line of the final stanza is also rhymed with the 3 rhymed lines in the first stanza.
a -NEW
a -2nd line rhymes with the 1st.
b -NEW
a -4th line rhymes with the 1st and 2nd.
b -1st line rhymes with the 3rd in the 1st stanza.
b -2nd line rhymes with the 1st.
c -NEW
b -4th line rhymes with the 1st and 2nd.
c -1st line rhymes with the third in the 2nd stanza.
c -2nd line rhymes with the 1st.
a -3rd line rhymes with the 1st in the 1st stanza.
c -4th line rhymes with the 1st and 2nd.
"
Mortar applied with a casual flick
One part cement to four parts sand
It's setting soon, you need to be quick
Levelled up with a steady hand
Horizontal even on sloping land
Perpendiculars buttered right
Each course follows what was planned
Beds even, perps not too tight
Soon we have a decent height
The final one a satisfying click
A simple wall brings such delight
================
An exercise today, trying a new format:
"This Persian form of poetry is a series of rhymed quatrains. In each quatrain, all lines rhyme except the third. An "Interlocking Rubáiyát" is a Rubáiyát where the subsequent stanza rhymes its 1st, 2nd, and 4th lines with the sound at the end of the 3rd line in the stanza (Rubá'íyah) before it.
In this form, the 3rd line of the final stanza is also rhymed with the 3 rhymed lines in the first stanza.
a -NEW
a -2nd line rhymes with the 1st.
b -NEW
a -4th line rhymes with the 1st and 2nd.
b -1st line rhymes with the 3rd in the 1st stanza.
b -2nd line rhymes with the 1st.
c -NEW
b -4th line rhymes with the 1st and 2nd.
c -1st line rhymes with the third in the 2nd stanza.
c -2nd line rhymes with the 1st.
a -3rd line rhymes with the 1st in the 1st stanza.
c -4th line rhymes with the 1st and 2nd.
"
Friday, 6 April 2012
Poem 6: Blackbird
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Finding the lost leaves
Of our hidden harmony
That misplaced reign of madness
Falls, tumbling like a sycamore's seed
Scything the air, purposeful
Yet landing at random
Spinning our wheels
Like a blackbird attacks a mirror
Of our hidden harmony
That misplaced reign of madness
Falls, tumbling like a sycamore's seed
Scything the air, purposeful
Yet landing at random
Spinning our wheels
Like a blackbird attacks a mirror
Poem 5: Wayside
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Arcs of light etch into the leafy trans-metal canopy
There is deep space beyond this orbit's homely tug
Crew are silent, droids all
The picture windows eyeless, unlooking
Empty room after empty room
Creep ever onwards, kilometers round
No up, no down
Yet details emerge here and there
One room reveals Persian carpet, holo-fireplace
Flickering logs and Robert Adam mantle
Half-finished glass of port
Leaving a faint ring on the Thomas Chippendale
Years would pass before I finally meet
My gracious host
There is deep space beyond this orbit's homely tug
Crew are silent, droids all
The picture windows eyeless, unlooking
Empty room after empty room
Creep ever onwards, kilometers round
No up, no down
Yet details emerge here and there
One room reveals Persian carpet, holo-fireplace
Flickering logs and Robert Adam mantle
Half-finished glass of port
Leaving a faint ring on the Thomas Chippendale
Years would pass before I finally meet
My gracious host
Poem 4: Easy As ...
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granular
go
grimy grumbles
gush
greek granola grepped
girly gretchen gawkers go gallantly
garbled?
graciously, gingerly
gables' god's grandson
gaunt gobsmack!
go
grimy grumbles
gush
greek granola grepped
girly gretchen gawkers go gallantly
garbled?
graciously, gingerly
gables' god's grandson
gaunt gobsmack!
Poem 3: Camber
Posted by
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Go moving fast downstream by the sea
Ball of foot sharp toe sand running free
Mutant shells sharp groaning foam debris
Crying wind sears mould heart scars empty
Concrete bluff arcs high beam verti-straight
Salty tang breathes damp cloys chest in spate
Flapping wind tugs fabric interstate
Render nears full promise never made
Aching on the dryslope
Sleeting over groynes
Burning of manila rope
Constancy of noise
Slicky creeping weed sings Jury’s Gut
Helming to the breeze shipwrecked and stuck
Rusting to the core doors welded shut
Longing for acetylene oxy-cut
Aching on the dryslope
Sleeting over groynes
Burning of manila rope
Constancy of noise
Ball of foot sharp toe sand running free
Mutant shells sharp groaning foam debris
Crying wind sears mould heart scars empty
Concrete bluff arcs high beam verti-straight
Salty tang breathes damp cloys chest in spate
Flapping wind tugs fabric interstate
Render nears full promise never made
Aching on the dryslope
Sleeting over groynes
Burning of manila rope
Constancy of noise
Slicky creeping weed sings Jury’s Gut
Helming to the breeze shipwrecked and stuck
Rusting to the core doors welded shut
Longing for acetylene oxy-cut
Aching on the dryslope
Sleeting over groynes
Burning of manila rope
Constancy of noise
Poem 2: Black Pebble White Pebble
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Black pebble white pebble
Cautiously pessismistic
Awkwardly atavistic
Minerally analogue
Black pebble white pebble
Sneers in your mind
Baking it blind
Forward rewind
Black pebble white pebble
Nothing is free
Voting prima facie
The well and the sea
Black pebble white pebble
Ocean frontage
Flatwheel bluntage
Camden to Wantage
Black pebble white pebble
Moths in a jar
Dark fading star
La Brea tar
Black pebble white pebble
Changing the choose
Chancing the lose
Who can refuse?
Cautiously pessismistic
Awkwardly atavistic
Minerally analogue
Black pebble white pebble
Sneers in your mind
Baking it blind
Forward rewind
Black pebble white pebble
Nothing is free
Voting prima facie
The well and the sea
Black pebble white pebble
Ocean frontage
Flatwheel bluntage
Camden to Wantage
Black pebble white pebble
Moths in a jar
Dark fading star
La Brea tar
Black pebble white pebble
Changing the choose
Chancing the lose
Who can refuse?
Poem 1: Starling
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Deep jet black
Shy deep blue
Overtaken by a handful of dust
Spare white flint
Bluff bleak slate
Glinting emerald and yew-like
Wind on face
Wings’ applause
Starlings murmurate below
Shy deep blue
Overtaken by a handful of dust
Spare white flint
Bluff bleak slate
Glinting emerald and yew-like
Wind on face
Wings’ applause
Starlings murmurate below