Sunday, 30 September 2012

soft voices


soft voices
out of the dark
sickle moon

previously unpublished



candy floss
the child’s face
just sweet

previously unpublished



with so many
beauty spots
the toadstool

previously unpublished

Sunday, 23 September 2012

autumn fields


autumn fields
you have a vague
notion of me

previously unpublished



vacant house
the moon looks in
but stays out

previously unpublished



I really need
to slow down
and fast

previously unpublished

Sunday, 16 September 2012

playing children


playing children
when did I find out
I would die?

previously unpublished



seaside village
a boy launches a boat
on a puddle

previously unpublished



nestlings in the hole
of a withered birch
the child in me

previously unpublished

Sunday, 9 September 2012

psoriasis


psoriasis
beauty is only
skin-deep

previously unpublished



suffering
under the pain of
nullity

previously unpublished



after winning
the rat race
still a rat

previously unpublished

Sunday, 2 September 2012

gathering storm


gathering storm
a trickle of sweat
down the reaper’s spine

first published in A Hundred Gourds, September 2012



summer afternoon
dust on the dictionary
of ancient culture

first published in A Hundred Gourds, September 2012



your body’s a hut
in the middle of nowhere
sick of wanderlust

previously unpublished