05.01 am
Up all night,
shuffling complaints,
I finally sleep
consoled by
the first soft strains
of morning.
No sign now
of the moth
I confided with
most of the night,
as he flittered
at my bed light.
Gone in his
dusty overcoat,
another
refugee,
slipping out with
a suitcase
of worries
in the early dawn.
Saturday 15th July 2023 10:38 pm
Day Off
Funny to think of you gone
On a bright morning like this,
Crossing the Euston Road
With rolled sleeves,
Nothing to do;
10:12, on a Tuesday in spring.
Sky blue and dotted with clouds,
Cranes swinging
In construction dust
And breeze-blown blossoms.
Workers whistling in shiny yellow hats,
The city in full swing,
As I walk away from myself
In bright cars and mirr...
Friday 23rd June 2023 10:02 am
Morning Music
Listen close between the
horns and percussion
of the churning traffic
you'll hear the sunlight
creaking
across the floorboards
of an attic room
the one where a fly
keeps buzzing In and out
as if looking for something
he left behind.
Someone is waking now
and reaching out
in an otherwise empty bed
while in the balcony below
the wid...
Sunday 26th February 2023 2:33 pm
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