writing

Fire

I heave up another lungful of gulped down stars and margarita moon (behind: a guitar plinks and ripples and twangs, …

Water Glass Moth

You cling to my finger like a newborn.The same weight that clogged your engines and draggedyou down to drown now …

Cow

Machines liftyour hulking massweightless, O wingless angel slityou giveand give and give. You area huge and creakingoaken tankof red grape …

2024

I knew it was wrong but the allure in the starling sky that spring evening was overpowering – the same …

Dad Sketch

Great bronze bald head mawning like slow laze lion always tan from endless village loops delivering letters, bills and birthday …

Old shirt

And here’s my old shirt, blue and green with busted holes two, three, no, four buttons blown away – bounced …

Horses

The leather brands the hands when you’re pleading with the reins atop a rush of boiling black your years thunder …

The last wash

I knew even before I put it on that there would be strict segregation on the clothes horse; it would …

On not getting the job

Beyond disappointment; I saw real fear in the tears of flashes of future cold as hands on bed-warm thighs; of …

Control

I like to imagine it as an idea rumbled in, wrapped around the rungs of a thundering chariot’s wheel, smuggled …

Charlie and the universe

And of course poor old Charlie full moon-eyed and ten thousand years sad always spalooging around crying out into just …

Another self-centred poem

I tried being a deadbeat alcoholic junkie, the nights got longer and the world darker and much smaller. After I …

Hello

The people walking in the street I cannot meet their eye The dog that trots beside their feet I smile …

Breezeblocks

Last listened in back lanes, dust billowing in headlights, vest red goon splatter kidneys aching, piss sharp needles automatic gears …

Robin Redbreast

It may not be fashionable, but it certainly is nice to go to bed at 11pm on a Saturday. The …