Thursday, June 28, 2018

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

honeysuckle

 
a midsummer night 

honeysuckle scent 

from 40 years ago 

   

a coastal walk


a coastal walk

to sort my thoughts out

      longshore drift

 
from 2011 

voiceover


“Is that what’s-her-name

doing the voiceover?”

“Yes.”

   

siesta


it’s a buzzing fly that breaks the dog’s siesta

   

lifts


lifts the t-shirt, blue, for a breeze to calm the raging scar

   

the petal


the petal, yellow, propelled along the floorboard by a through draught

   

when


when did I last see the moon? podded beans

   

Saturday, June 09, 2018

Thursday, June 07, 2018

recovery haiku

 
& the dog runs

rings around my

deliberate steps

   

jeopardy


from my sick bed the starling jeopardy of my roof gutter sparrows

 

train


the train I only hear at night time rushes through