Moon sun

Every day

Crying crying

Moon sun

Every day

Crying crying

Nothing at all-

Good evening

Man jumps in

How the world has changed

Screamed

In Berkley Square

And when

That summer
Leaf

Do open

How can you not
Lick
That leathery
Offering

Forward-

One fall at a time-

One/two small eyes

Catching
Little suns

Middle

End-

No such thing

In real life...

With jam

Blinking

To every-one

But nobody wnats
To make love to me

Boo hoo boo hoo

Boo hoo

It is nice

That you do

It will tumble and fall.

You wouldbe so safe
In my arms

If we could bubble-

So lonely.

It will be

Alright

A:
In the smallness
Of the garden
Thirsty flowers
Scorn my puny can
And call down rain

B:
In a distant galaxy
Some parallel man
Waters microbial blooms.

Bereft of cloud,
Darkness engulfs like
A tomb

The last time I loved
(So, so,
So long ago)

Fruit spilled itself
In the garden

And insects sang
And rejoiced
In the split flesh

And the soil leapt
With joy
And sprouted
Tiny seedlings.

The last time
I loved

Her womb welcomed
Seed and cried
In happiness
And fecund abundance.

But the last time was
So,so
So long ago

Oh

Just make it up

As you go

Old cherry

Weeping amber

Yes
Cuddle

And I am in love

(Again)

But she no idea has.

How to marry?

How to know

And who we can

Possibly

Be?

What a voice
And I wish

That I could call

Mellifluous

On your ear

How often have I
Curled up

And cried

Like

A man

A real man

Smell of brown earth

After rain
Nostril aflame

Red bloom
Sing tune

Berry hum
Upon tongue

Skin alive
Sultry, blithe

There are none I seek
To reunite,

To meet again
Beyond the veil-

Do not oppose
sweet oblivion

From the strangeness
Of life,

From consciousness
Of panic

Nor of love

Universe is so
Small
And changeable

My mouth can
Say so
Little.

Kiss

My tears are full

Of *****

And love.

If I cannot breath

I cannot speak

Cruel life.

Life cruel.

Never wrote a poem,

Just received

Flowing from my heart

And I am not Adam

But god breathed anyway

And god breathed
Into my nostrils
And I lived

I have read
A million poets

But liked only two

Vicki and homer

Actually that is not true

I like shakespeare too

Tears and tears and tears

Happy tears

Sad tears

Tears and tears

And tears

Bald and proud

Just people

Donkey named Ginny.

Five years and sick,
Convalescent friend.

Wagon wheel spreads
Chocolate around the mouth.

Today round clock
Melts,
Giraffe open drawers in neck.

No longer five
But sixty plus

And bewildering motion,
Time and dizzy change,

Endless assault,
Uni-linear movement.

Ever longing to stroke
Her shaggy muzzle.

Who took my hand.

How are your grandchildren?

Beyond the known universe

Is love

It's just

A flower


It dies

Blinking from
Cave
Cosied

Pelt hanging
From bones

Smile bear
And forage

Fresh Spring

Distort mirror
Then that
Now this
Becoming
Other.

Put aside
Caricatures-

Slip mirrors into oceans

Flee free

Caught in
Rusting bucket

Escaped through
A hole in the side

Even old
Dead
Moon
Got a
Satellite.

Here I spin
And roll

Alone

Head in ice

Wake me when it

Stops

Saw you-

Molten stuff from
The navel of the world-

Never cooled to earth-

Bubbled desire
Moulded to a sigh

Quaking your surface
Only to subside.

May your fluid state
Persist unstabled
As the end of day

Breathes orange

Easy to sit in
Cosy coffin and

Pontificate
Upon the death of
Others-

Easy annihilation
Of
Self
So
Cosily confined

Whorl of snail
Slime trail

Tracery on
Leaf

Transparent
Paper

Ink

All I know of love
Is in this dot

            .

All I know of creation
Is in this dot

            .

All I

            .

Stem broken
Flower regards
Peeling varnish
Surfacing
Old table