Poetry Blog by Kealan Coady
Ghosts and Gods
Is the shadow you cast from the sun
the same
as that
sent flooding from the moon?
A man can lose his mind in under a minute
from a lifetime
of non-locality and shadows
become his heroes.
He saw the space inside people,
The vast airs within atoms,
The insubstantial chasm
Between electrons
Like flying deserts in tiny skies
And he thought himself into oblivion.
We are the monster...
Thursday 21st February 2019 10:07 pm
Man Bites Dog
On a pure may morning
adorned
with the morning star above
and the jewellery of dew
sunning up the ground,
that bastard ate my boy.
And why?
We gave them the gift
of domesticity
and presented
our hearts, homes and trust
but still he ate my child,
scranned
my wife’s last fragile faith
in life; in a way
he savaged her as well, post- mortem,
and now she too is gone.
And that i...
Thursday 21st February 2019 4:59 pm
For The Girl Who Likes Listening To Hearts
She never speaks but hears
everything; the glistening of glass
on a midnight window pane,
the click of mad doubt on a dead
phone line
the surety of anger in the past,
and, her eyes closed, she waits
for the tell-tale hourglass pulse
of certainty.
But when I stayed the pendulum
with flesh and affection
she heard the future like a bull
rushing toward us
and the sound
was enough t...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 11:53 am
T-Rex In Tank With Painted Bones
The stained glass murmuring faces, reflected beasts
on their day off, holiday-
makers grinning sideways
first dates
dumb with hope
they stare
as if audient
to themselves
whisper of shaded bones, say
‘when I die
I want my bones unpainted
on display
which of course they will be
so distant people know
the monsters we are now.’
The exhibit is closing, the mouths
are shutting down,...
Monday 18th February 2019 10:25 pm
Sentience
One day the oceans ascend
and waves pluck thoughts from the aethyr
and tsunamis dumbstruck with wonder
bring clarity
to the new brain of the sea.
The waters recall for the first time and go half-mad
with anger; the waters are the givers of life and
yet the first breath the New One took
was choked and polluted.
Soon, the great waves crash and the ice-sheets crack
and great beasts
...
Monday 18th February 2019 1:31 pm
The Sea As Sigil
1
I book a ticket home
And for the next three weeks I do not exist
In any communal realm whatsoever
But learn and learn and breath and breath
Items are kept like sentries hanging around:
Sekh’met here on the mantelpiece,
Enki with his staff atop the desk
Shiva on the sill,
All for the cause of the vortex.
And fast
For long rumbling hours all food neglected
And quiet
Many t...
Sunday 17th February 2019 10:01 pm
An Accidental and Almost-Fatal Invocation
Owl song scraping through
an open window
and a stabbing in town just this morning
you chant
chant
chant
voices from the Vedas
elope with soma
your leering lotus
ocean-breathing in the flickers
of black candles.
Your lung a sudden boat on hard rapids
your brain a glove of light.
Is sin the point?
Is sin the point
when each one ...
Sunday 17th February 2019 7:18 pm
Cage Of Echoes
He has not seen the sun
in weeks, the cameras peep
from their voyeuristic
glory-holes.
He woke up screaming from a dream or
nightmare; there is no difference
anymore and his bones are chewed
like dog-toys. A mist
shades the room from daily rituals,
the smoke of thoughts hang dank
and the hiss of friendly strangers
claws the room
in search of hurt lest they be happy
and the world be i...
Sunday 17th February 2019 4:39 pm
The Migration Of Shadows
There’s a part of the world
not many get to see
like the underside of a pearl
deep in a black sea.
The shadow of its form
covers continents in clouds
while a multicoloured storm
turns halos to shrouds.
And there’s cities made of Night,
there the long-forgotten sing
of a time when there was light
and day and Sun and spring.
But now the seasons mutely wilt
as flowers torched in sh...
Saturday 16th February 2019 5:48 pm
Airstrike From The Eleventh Density
More and more the beating
organs
pop up on the streets,
in fields, the corridors
of apartment buildings,
airborne
planes, public toilets, job centres,
and none know the origin
of the phenomenon.
Hearts grimed with blood
discovered in alleys
and dim-lit doorways
observed
by detectives, priests and shamans
who scratch their heads and
check their respective pulses.
And still the...
Friday 15th February 2019 11:20 am
Tectonic
Something shifted in the sea
and all the fish quivered
as if
a nuclear blast had
rocked the coral
once again.
This perfume radiates mutants,
the deaf beasts wallow putrid
in the depths, bioluminescent,
unnamed they circle
the sub-conscious, unfed they sleep
upright with eyes wide open.
But when the volcano opened
like a secret
you see yourself ethereal,
manifest as empty clo...
Thursday 14th February 2019 6:55 pm
Spine Fire (Instructions For Survivors Of Kundalini)
Breath
harsh at first
let the serpent
rise, cool, uncoil;
it’s been sleeping
for light-years,
patient as Satan.
Breath
slow like
oceans rolling,
feel
the mad hug of truth
unlearn your world,
speak
obscene conclusions
where time is
and time is not.
Reality in its lowest case becomes
capitalised by the experience,
and a starving blob of star-meat
is finally fed
by the ener...
Wednesday 13th February 2019 12:37 pm
The Ghosts We Haunt
I see him
in a locked cage
in Hell.
Where the patter of water
is not a burst pipe but
a cord cut and
bleeding by the litre.
A monster sings
in a room built deep
of mind and made for screaming.
A Poltergeist made of flames
burning quietly in the din
of forgetting.
He’s there, in the dark, faceless.
And I go down there sometimes
to poke him with a stick
and hear him growl
Tuesday 12th February 2019 12:44 pm
The Dark At The End Of The Tunnel
You permeate, struggle, persevere,
believing its for a reason,
but the books you read as a child
teach only how to build
a coat of armour.
And yet the shield wall falls
at the sight of a glistening horizon
and you drop your sword, your words
atomic in the well of the present.
You Sprint toward the sound of joy,
a figure manifests from the haze of doubt,
Clothed in clouds ripe to rai...
Monday 11th February 2019 1:01 pm
This Corpse Eats The Stars With Bloody Feet
Half-digested in the belly
of a thousand fruitflies, a corpse electric
in the rinds of reality
moves like a tree in the earth
and the flames all strangers with
black brains
perturbing pale as patterns
our corpse peels
living things like fruit
poaches thoughts endangered,
builds a prequel ark
among grinning bones
whispering viciously .
Animate are all others, elaborate entities
...
Sunday 10th February 2019 10:22 am
A Nightmare Room Made Of Broken Glass And Spider's Legs
Crows covered in slugs and owls’ blood
under clouds of mildew.
Green-bleak the stars,
feed for aeon’s monsters.
The sky black silk,
somehow unfinished yet thick
with thoughts, each cloud
deadly resonating,
buzzing in the shroud
of each soul screaming
a ghostly symphony
and the skeleton orchestra
begins to peel the Earth,
the core an eye forever
burnt to a crisp.
Rises, a forc...
Tuesday 5th February 2019 6:45 pm
Someone At The Door
I know a lot of people post shit online for attention or validation but this is something else altogether. I’ve tried to come to terms with it on my own but none if it makes sense and I was wondering if any of my friends could shine some light on it.
I was visiting a girl I’d me online called Emma down south on a train to Norwich a few weeks ago, the train packed as always, and I made my way do...
Tuesday 5th February 2019 5:38 pm
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