~
cousin in another dimension ( some sheet )
…
cousin in
another dimension
we're
quite distant yet
not far
sometimes i
almost
hear you sneeze
mere
quantum events apart
...
Poetry
multi-faith appeal
~
multi-faith appeal ( some ? )
…
i am the vicar
entranced by your flicker
& i'm the iman
lured to your
flame at night
i am the lama
that goes where your glowing
& i'm the rabbi
frozen in
your headlights
...
dear science,
~
dear science, ( a true tale of true of tale plus truth )
…
i bit into an apple then saw the face of the invisible man explain that ( if you can ) ...
april is a playful ape
~
( april is … ) ( the total sum of poemz minus most poem )
…
april springs up
its own rules
april is too
fool for school
april is a
playful ape
april rains so
wear cagoules
....
last whitsun eve
~
last whitsun eve ( a story poetry )
…
i wish that i could travel back back to last whitsun eve then you'd still have your orchard now i'd change what fates they weave i'd do you 'stead this bird inside no arson luring me oh darling sweet we flourished once until last whitsun eve ...
terry’s eulogy
~
terry’s eulogy ( are men ? )
…
terry was very merry on ferries friends - he had many terry drank sherry partial to berries especially cherries death came too soon - how unnecessary ...
crossroads & crossovers
~
crossroads & crossovers ( a poetry of poem )
…
sandwiches & mugs o' tea chocolate, whisky & scrumpy partial to these things i be but dark death is not for me but some folk with sayings though say that they could murder those avoid them like killer-crows as one day they might y'know ? ...
bloody intros …
~
bloody intros … ( another stab at the shit but not a shit-stab )
…
once upon a whirlpool with a flemish welder accordion legend & privy the elder lift that curlew curfew shout it down the cloisters where dusty nuns shuffle & them wrong'uns loiter everything's a jigsaw ballet, bats & ballads watch those statues blink as cannibals eat salads elsewhere pastry's flaking slowly stirs yon field mouse judge's wigs fool no one welcome to my tree house ...
lines on the composing of verse
~
( lines on the composition of verse ) ( some truth )
…
usually it's gubbins
yep
but somehow some's
alright
yet ninety nine
point nine
percent
of it's shite
so write
...
a pair o’ bears
~
a pair o’ bears ( some verse )
…
so bear in mind what sort of bear? how long have you had a bear there? beneath your skull a cosy fit there must be woods so it can shit so bear with me but where's the bear? invisible you'll stare then stare it's close - you'll seek you'll never find as i too have the mental kind ...
