May 2015

autumn ends —

my image stripped back

to bare bones

out of sleep

erasures of light

redefine it

light

moments before

alit

undergrowth —

a condom wrapper spent

among the leaves

mist swans

weave through the ritual

of evening

fog of war droning on and on

by moonlight

the landscape the woman

becoming

first frost . . .

rigor mortis creeps

along the lawn

Created on 26 May 2015.

set horizontal the s....u....n stretches out along one line

first frost . . .
whiteness clings on
in the shade

28/05/2015

When Pentecost day came round

within fire

the tongue-tied voice

of the pine

look to the clouds!

there is an earthquake

in the air

Not really a haiku, more a presentiment I had for the coming week.

head shot

my personal pronouns

shedding capitals

alone at last at a dead stop .

keeping in touch our mitochondrial Eve

evening waves —

I remember her touch

silent as a comet

with wide eyes

words as spare as

cave paintings

chance of words in nocturnal reverie

late prayer —

ink blot clouds astride

the white

Dad: 11 May 1914 - 7 March 1991

Mum: 16 April 1920 - 27 July 2009

here to there --

filling the dashes

with my self

yesterday's issnues . . .

onan disseminating

deformination

man-malled

muzak oozes into

the marble

back-chatter —

time to go jump

in the lake

pft! spring!

I gorge myself

on cherries

without light

let there be

nothing but

footnotes

to a drama

without words

pissed on

the last food trail

of some ants

grandfather clock!

what on earth

keeps it ticking?

autumn funk

I don't want his damn'd mower

anyway

leaf-loud breeze

in the otherness

of light