Saturday, September 23, 2017

four tells


* * *

he says the gallery 

is full of women 

talking about soup 


* * *

she tells me 

her piano tuner hopes 

to get a new knee 


* * *

she says the 

last time I drove 

I hit a badger


* * * 


betting slip in hand 

he tells me 

he's started chemo 


*oct '15 

  

Friday, September 22, 2017

window cleaner's


the
window
cleaner's
ladder

leaves
two
small
holes

in
the
planet


*09 01 15 
(revised format) 
published online in Bones No 6, March 2015
and in print in Dwarf Stars Anthology 2016 from the Science Fiction Poetry Association 

unwrapping


unwrapping
a
sherbet
lemon
as
the
hearse
goes
past

 
*26.08.16 

 

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Friday, September 08, 2017

Monday, September 04, 2017

weighs down


weighs
down
a
pear
branch
this
side
of
the
wall

gibbous
moon

 

Sunday, September 03, 2017

past the last


past
the
last
beach
hut
and
into
the
dunes
we'll
meet
you
there


*23.08.17 
 

dune grasses


dune
grasses
somehow
we'll
hold
it
all
together