Thursday, 16 November 2017

washing make-up



washing make-up
from the old trees
November rain

previously unpublished



through the cracks
in the veneer
raw flesh

first published in Bones, November 2017



delivery
on a winter night
your steaming calf

first published in Bones, November 2017


Friday, 3 November 2017

lovers‘ grave



lovers‘ grave
bones rubbing
against bones

previously unpublished



the loose hair
of an old willow
autumn wind

first published in Modern Haiku, autumn 2017



listening to
Les Feuilles Mortes
post-coital tristesse

previously unpublished


Friday, 20 October 2017

towards light



towards light
the stretched necks
of flying swans

first published in Chrysanthemum, October 2017



the train door opens
for the last passenger
autumn night

first published in Chrysanthemum, October 2017



Nothing Special

She didn’t do anything special. Made love to a husband she didn’t love. Brought up children who didn’t listen. Went to work she didn’t like. Met friends she had nothing in common with. Watched television which irritated her. Read books which bored her. Professed religion she didn’t believe in.

dead
or alive
blindworm in the sun

first published in Chrysanthemum, October 2017


Friday, 13 October 2017

autumn drizzle



autumn drizzle
the saddened idol
of the joy of life

previously unpublished



the gods
yawning with boredom
autumn wind

previously unpublished



the plaintive cry
of laughing seagulls
autumn begins

previously unpublished


Friday, 6 October 2017

a cemetery



a cemetery
in the midday heat
eternal siesta

previously unpublished



August night
pissing from the terrace
on the meteor shower

previously unpublished



neither cold
nor hot
September rain

previously unpublished

Friday, 29 September 2017

an earthworm



an earthworm
in the blackbird’s beak
wet silence

previously unpublished



on the blue
glaze of the sky
clouds decal

previously unpublished



sadness of a hare
in the field of carrots
autumnal air

previously unpublished


Friday, 15 September 2017

log in



log in
log out
summer cabin

first published in The Heron’s Nest, September 2017



an insect
trapped in amber
perchance to dream?

previously unpublished



fields smelling
of bitter chocolate
late summer twilight

previously unpublished