Filed Under: Poetry
Taking off
Solo Trip
Mission? Find.
Query Unknown
Meeting dawn
Speeding East
London town
First impressions
Wandering Thames
Riding Tube
Pub pints
English fare
Cured trout
Irish breakfast
Double espresso
Short muscato
Hyde Park
Perfect Moment
Passing East to West to East Side
We’re always East or West of Somewhere
Delineations, small bits and digits
to give us comfort.
I’m East.
I’m West.
I’m I. Comfort.
Here, I say, take this finger. It’s a digit, too.
No thanks, you say, it’s shriveled and smells funny.
That’s true, I say. But that means its precious. One day we’ll be shriveled […]
Perfect moments. Quiet walks through parks, Central and Hyde.
Remembrances and visions of ghosts.
The void was plain in those spaces and I embraced it as though it was the time of my death.
Death. Embrace of the void. Acceptance most plain and final and joyous.
We are nothing. We are everything. We are all and none and in […]
Shield and Armour - Mask of Order peeling away, blistered failing paint
And beneath, the rust and essence, hairy-naked-madness, lusty passion and lonesome Honesty
Broken, mumbling, solitary Honesty
smiling with broken teeth, arrestingly beautiful and stinking
I pray to my God - bent low, prostrate before It, pleading, laughing
Crying for audience - Please God! Stab my Loves to […]