poetics (Remove filter)
Nishinomiya City Fogs
Expectable tracing
a light spreads a fire
a dark at night
red clouds natural science’s task of decipherment
diagrams expend texts reported by the coast
a snap, a rasp, a chatter on the seabed
Onagas castanet in Ginkgo
precursors foreshock zoology
cumbrous seismisms mackerel skies
the scenery blurs
long hairs in the north in Gamelion
Hinoko rainbow between mountains
black, yellow ...
Friday 24th June 2022 12:20 pm
A Dark Night
Kneeling at the window as if in prayer
He looks out at the night
The surrounding trees are black shadows
Barely seen against the indigo of the sky
No stars shine tonight
But an unrisen moon lightens the air a little
With an almost imagined spectral light
Somewhere over the distant lake an owl calls
And calls again
A late moth blunders against the open window
Otherwise...
Wednesday 18th July 2018 12:40 pm
poetic succession
There is always a poem after this one;
the understudy to today's centre stage:
This poem however, is never unimportant,
it is as individual as the poem that follows;
many written poems have unwritten forbears-
each poem is breathed and lived; rarely spoken.
The panorama of this poem is found in one place –
the window of its reader's imagination;
so each poem is the beginning po...
Tuesday 20th March 2018 11:13 am
Poem
I might make you laugh, but I might also make you cry,
I might give you answers or make you question why.
I can look so serious or sound really quite absurd
I am divine unseen pen pictures designed to be heard.
I will make comparisons to shine a light inside your heart
I’ll begin our stories with with an epilogue or end them near their start.
My language can be quite colourful, yes I have be...
Friday 22nd September 2017 7:37 am
Choices
Saturday 12th January 2013 1:54 pm
Musing on the Death of Poetry
`
when the clack of keyboards cease
and pages of unbound books
scattered by the indolent breeze
produce a melancholy dirge
think of all the unwritten words
that remain stillborn in the mind
much like the gilded pheasant
out of the snare and into the fire
`
Please make your response or comment on my profile page. Thank you.
Saturday 22nd January 2011 10:26 pm
Cry Petey, I See Bards Rounding the Bend
`
Cry we all toward places unnamed
Rise above the crested hills
Yell we will - shattering door frames
Plundering thoughts of plovered wills
Tear at the wallpaper - reveal the grain
Ink the slate - etched by wound-dipped quills
Crouch, prowl - ready to pounce on game
Brandishing swords, blaring trumpets shrill
Arching backs, phosphorescent wicks ...
Sunday 19th December 2010 2:32 pm
Recent Comments
Telboy on Going On A Demo
2 minutes ago
David RL Moore on Larkin and Me
4 minutes ago
David RL Moore on Tree
27 minutes ago
TobaniNataiella on We Are Not In Control (Ad Man)
30 minutes ago
Marla Joy on Shadows on a broken vessel
40 minutes ago
Marla Joy on where is home?
45 minutes ago
Marla Joy on Child In The Bramble
47 minutes ago
Marla Joy on We Are Not In Control (Ad Man)
48 minutes ago
Marla Joy on Will You Marry Me?
51 minutes ago
Marla Joy on No One's Fault
52 minutes ago