Howling outside your

Window

There is nothing

In the way

Pebble

Pond

Grandmother
Grandfather

Dead

Dead

Dead

In rain
With the sheep
And the pain

She
Ewe
Lick my face

Wet sheep saliva
Tears and rain

Squatting naked
Green in the rain

Petrified
Forests
Embedding
Under
Sea-

Sea
Creatures
Surmounting­
Peaks-

Slowly,
World
Turning
Upside-
Down

For the briefest hour
You caught my breath-

My dioxide moistened
Your eyes
Soothing.

For a small moment
Hurly Burly
Slowed-

A headlong rush
To oblivion

Became a Jaunt

Yes
Cuddle

Poem

Gone

My single cell
Loves your single cell-

Let's make life

Complicated

At 5 days old
Heput steel on flesh
And wine on my tongue

A little less skin

A lot more man

2 particles

Galxies
Apart

Mirror
Exact

Space time
Cannot

Restrain

Easy to sit in
Cosy coffin and

Pontificate
Upon the death of
Others-

Easy annihilation
Of
Self
So
Cosily confined

How little we look.

And yet
No sculpure in stone
Nor canvas daub,

No photographic pixel mash

Can catch the
Soaring beauty,
Vouchsafed to me,

Of You

I talk to the trees

They ignore me-

Chattering
Together

No foot on a
Board

A boat

No

How to sink

No

Drown

Mighty Oak
Grows tiny acorn

I saw your children
Playing
In the Fiery Pit

Unscorched


How the honest
Innocent

Survive

Giving up more

It will tumble and fall.

You wouldbe so safe
In my arms

If we could bubble-

So lonely.

Do not know
Where been

Nor am

Nor heading where.

Strange journey

Bow to smell

The little flowers

Fell into some
River

Learning to
Float

This living
Decomposition-

Fascination

It was Big I killed the
Alter-Ego-

That depressed, repressed
Beaten Down little Boy.

Pushed him over a cliff

Goodbye

(Don't try this at home)

Keep
Angular
Geology

Schists

In shards

A sad

But opened

Cave.

Memory

It's just

A flower


It dies

Show

Show

Show these
Gelatinous globes

A glory of colour

Of form

Show

Show

Let them feast
In the face of
Dark
And bathe the
Hole in the sole
With strength

To walk

To walk

To see

Before and
Until

The gifts

Wither.

Unpicked grapes
Upon the vine

Listen to the Pre-verb
Listen to the Dis-chord
Listen to the Dancers out
Of Africa with drum and trumpet

Even a little is too much
One word
One note
One flex of foot

Listen to the Before

Middle

End-

No such thing

In real life...

Home
Stong
Succulent
Mirth
Mother
Smell
Scent
Milllions microbes
All alive
Love
Keep
J

Good

Knight


No

Delusion

I was a butterfly

Flew into a flower

Not a butterfly

Today

No change

No home
Go home
No home
To go to
Go home
No time

So insignificant
In the scheme
Of things-

Dot in an
Aerial photograph-

Icarus fall
As ignored-

And yet-

Nearest he got
To sun

Was a silly beach

Flowing from my heart

Yes I have grown
Black hair around
My eyes-

Yes I chew
Bamboo shoots
All day

Yes my belly
Bulges and

Yes my head is
Bald
And proud
(Raises fist)

For I am middle-aged
White
Endangered
Man

Long life-
Spume as of
Surf-

Spirit fuming
To air

Become
(Invisible).

No death-
Just disappearance
Beneath a blue surge,
Modernity

If it is not

Sustenance

Or shelter...

It is art

You take
The waters-

Let the tears

Flow

Birds

Trees

Names

Mean

Nothing

To

Me

Snowdrop

Petal

Insignificant

Pretty

Gone

And I am in love

(Again)

But she no idea has.

How to marry?

How to know

And who we can

Possibly

Be?

Drop all
Unscathed by
Vagaries

Divine indifference

Unscathed
All dropped

Indifference
Divine

Look at wall

Drop all
Divine indifference

Unscathed

At this late day
Have i begun to
Pray

This world
So beautiful

May

Remain

And I am not Adam

But god breathed anyway

I sit in the centre
Of the seed
Unafraid to fall

Damp soil welcoming
Bold to open and
March up to sky

Sun
Light
Rain
Warm
New
Growth
Alive alive O
At last
At last
At...

Heart fresh as

Spring-


Waters

Re-birthing,

Baptising

i

Outside forever

Is there any

Wanting

To be

Inside?

Teeming mass of humanity

Ember glow

Lifted to cold

Darkness

Mere million years

And gone