Orlando
rainbow tears in sunshine
in lieu of tears
sunshine
in place of sunshine
tears
Writing
I write about sex
and readers avert their eyes
assuming the words
they say, don’t buy screw-cap wine
corks promise real quality
available soon
to be ignored
by all
between abaqus
and relentless metronome
my quill drags its chain
how can I be free to write
when imagery is boxed
Miscellaneous
I dip my line
into a sea
of tranquility
tied to rails I sleep
adrift on a ballast bed
a mallard flies past
pinch me – awaken
the unsleeping leopardess
with lipsticked kisses
forget narnia
my wardrobe is a gateway
to another me
tear tracks
I choke on memory
of fresh air
pear tree
I grow haiku
from cuttings
blood orange…
a feast for the living
and the undead
no more reflections
my words are fragile kisses
on forgotten lips
children of the night
hunting for the sweetest blood
cleopatra sleeps
luxurious sand
caressing the naked sole
beachgrass tipped with blood
electric narwhale
outpacing its steaming foe
many leagues to go
unless I am caught
my crimes are irrelevant
quantized injustice
break time
firefly on a powder keg
lighting up
sometimes the volume
demands to be eleven
shivers down my spine
I stand back to back
and face my worst enemy
armed with coathangers
examiner’s quill
deadly sharp and scribing red
chalk’s a dirty word
touch of a warm kiss
on his elsewhere wife’s soft lips
(nonlocality)
Errant Thoughts
banana fibre absorbing women’s issue
lifting her skirt – a fresh wind
close shave – a voyeur escapes
bamboozled etymologist
time flies – sandstorm
sushi – a fork in the river
in a nutshell, adulation of a cricket
bloody words washed by tears
body sword swashed by buckles
wildflower chafed by her wedding ring
here in a flash flood of migrants
smoothing the fault lines
from the marriage bed
for the eel a bed
of rice
another waterfall
for no good reason
footprint in sand I break
a hard-boiled egg
exam scripts…
I circle the base
silent night – I sleep through
another chapter
Take away the self
You are left with nothing
Divide by the self
To achieve unity…
Solstice
weightlessness
the anticipation
of falling
that feeling when
the swing starts to fall
weightlessness
at the top of the swing – holding on
to weightlessness
Brexit
brits leave europe breaking my heart
cicadas – a new chorus of racism
country cracked – ugly interior exposed
dawn of a new era
a million screams
berlin wall
we borrow bricks
for brexit
we witness the birth
a new era of false cheer:
three cheers for britain!
strawberries and cream
nigel mirage drinks bubbly
with a squeaky grin
britain rules the waves!
tremble at our majestic
imagination
ask not the spider
to illuminate her web
soft and strong its silk
bright the politics of hate
to blind the easily led
Stunning poetry, as always. I’m still heartbroken over the Orlando shootings.
Too much tragedy these days.
Way too much.
you have such a wide range of poetic talent – I love reading your poems! my favourites here were Orlando (clever!), Solstice and the pear haiku under Misc. lovely stuff! xxx
The pear haiku started out as something very different, I forget now. I like how it ended up. With solstice I was struggling to capture a particular feeling, and I’m glad you like that. For Orlando, words are inadequate – but I wanted to say something.
I’m very grateful to the Haiku Nook. The clever prompts, constructive discussions and general friendliness make it a rare community.
What pours out of your brain is pure genius. You are so talented, my friend.
Sometimes I’m serious, sometimes I’m playful. I love words. If you find pleasure in them, I am happy. 🙂
I do find pleasure in them. Definitely. 😀 xx