Tuesday, September 16, 2014

House Proud


I negate the laundry
And choose instead 
To fold words into piles
And tuck them neatly away
In my soul drawer
To use again some day



Thursday, September 11, 2014

Entropy

I woke up sober
And the world no longer tinted
Under a smoked lense
Yet it remains distorted
Through the broken filter
Of my brain
And everywhere your smiles
Are pulling faces
Mocking me
And everywhere your fingers 
Crooked
Convicting me
Whispering voices mispronouncing my name
And you grow weary of my stalactitic tears
As the years chase away the clarity of youth
And wear me down to the gnarly bone




Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Discharge

Don't rescue me
I'm finally free
I found my smile
Under a pillow of clover
And when I lay down
My head is light
Unburdened by the unrequited 
And once again my heart
Can be relied upon 

Friday, September 5, 2014

Shiny Shit

Suddenly
Everyone's ugly
And all I want to do
Is shrug
Dismiss
There's nothing in your kiss
I've seen it 
I've heard it all before
Nothing's new
And new feels old
The unworn
The gift wrapped
And the vacuum sealed
No appeal
No zeal
Hanging
 In my closet
Off my neck
Or shoulder
Tags
And tissue paper
New car smell
A pop
A hiss
Bubbles and fizz
Drink up
Hard bottoms up
Flex your pecks
Look at me
I'm shiny 
I smile 'cause they said I had a great smile
Admire me
I'm one of the ugly
You've heard it
You've seen it 
All before



Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Something

Send me something
To remind me of you
You will do

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Autobiography

She's an open book
But a challenging read


Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Residual

She will linger
On his tongue he'll sing her name
Again
Again

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Flamingo Sky

Flamingo sky
Silent and shy
Bowing before my yearning eye
Never an encore before leaving
A unique performance every evening
Similar yes, though quite deceiving
A different shade of pink 
A deeper grey
And though you smile
You hide dismay
Flamingo sky
The saltiest of tears
Pools between my lips
Where you've dipped
Your sturdy foot

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Genuine Lie

She can only pretend
To be herself

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Skirting the Issue

Cute as a button 
Heart on her sleeve
 Hot under the collar
Falling apart at the seams

Friday, February 1, 2013

Tick Tock

Time stood still
For a few seconds

Friday, October 26, 2012

Eye. Kiss. You.


I love to feel your lips
On my eyelids

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Light and Dark

She kept chasing light
For the dark ran after her
But one day she stood still
And they both did come
And they both did go
And she never ran again

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Stuggling Artist

Her brush is stifled
She colours-in with sharpened doubts

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Velcro Road

This road is furry
And my feet are rough

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Upkeep

We walked by the waving reeds along the river bank
His sigh both putrid and fragrant
A hissing duck and her ducklings so darling
This fine day in November
My shoulders shine against the midday sun
Warm and brown as an hen's egg in hay
Liquid ambers boasting with green so green, so green
And the water dragon high on frozen toes remains
While our shadows grow along the Morning Glory
Drowning hills
And I am reminded of nature's power
Kept at bay



Death and TV

Silence so inviting
Stillness tempting me
Darkness eternal and comforting
Alluring
A warm bath
Never cooling
Knowing nothing
Not existing
Not in now nor in memory
Nor what may be
A fleeting thought
A memory
Words spoken
A smile
But then the dishes and your favourite tv show

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

He's Not Anywhere

He was here
Not so long ago
Dragging a body breaking down
In silent betrayal
But still with a smile
And a chubby hand-shake
With a well-padded, callous palm
I can still hear his voice
It's almost outside my head
The silly things he use to say
Again and again
His empty chair, smelly - like he often was
His shoes, old - like he always seemed to be
His tools, retired - finally
I see him sometimes, when I'm driving
Shuffling by in a black, leather jacket
I check the rear-view mirror
But he's not there
He's not anywhere
He's just not

 


Thursday, September 1, 2011

Out Smarted

You had a hold on me
For oh so many years
But then I changed
So it's not me
You've got a grip on
Anymore

Friday, August 12, 2011

Miss Judged

I thought he was high on something
Boy was I wrong
He suffered a head trauma
Too long ago to remember when
Nor can he remember
to take his pills
Three times a day

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Table for One

She had lunch alone in a crowded cafe
Turkey on rye with a soy latte
It took four minutes
For someone to ask her
If anyone was using that empty chair

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Coming to Terms

She's cleaning out her closet
There's some ugly things in there
She's tossing out her favourite blouse
When I asked her why she said,
"I can't make it love me."
while dusting off a pair of neglected sling backs
They were green.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Free Range Rhyme

She hides behind her rhyme
She's afraid her words will run away
If the leash is released
And the cage of one page
Becomes another
Leaving nothing but a story
About the time she lost her rhyme

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Sea-Burmese

Down on the jetty splintered and grey
Boats were nodding on a choppy bay
I loaded the hull with fresh supplies
When a brown Burmese with golden eyes
Charily climbed aboard to choose
A comfortable spot to take a snooze
Next to the tackle and smelly bait
This feline was happy to contemplate
So I started her up and off we putt-puttered
A brown cat and me in my little boat cluttered
Packed to the brim with all the stuff
One needs to survive if the going gets rough
And while I ponder all of nature's flaws
Golden eyes licks his salty paws
Begging a scratch on his belly exposed
His response - typically well-composed
When I planned this rare vacation
I don't recall sending him an invitation
I'm the discerning type, my heart's always closed
To selfish guests that have often imposed
But there is one guest I do prefer
The kind that comes with lots of fur.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

The Little Things

The little things she did
"It's the little things" she said
The little things she'd sweat over
It was the little things that did in her head

Monday, March 21, 2011

Relinquisher

Why did you stop running?
The chase is all I know
I shall avert my gaze
When you reveal your heart
I'll pretend I didn't hear
The terrifying truth it speaks
Some things are better left to ponder
For when your heart was well a-hiding
My seeks were happiness providing
I don't profess this is all-well
To exist in what some consider hell
And yet these blazing walls for me
A welcoming familiarity

Sunday, March 20, 2011

The Greater Thing

The greater thing
Is toying with me
Such a cunning yet gracious playmate
But I'm still scared
It's like King Kong's got my back


Friday, March 18, 2011

Sabotage

I write for you
I don't care who
My thoughts so tender
Gently coaxed from nesting groove
Tempted, bribed
With any measure
I bring them forth
For someones pleasure
But for the greatest accolade
I cannot trust
These things I've made
Where mediocre shines
I fade
I fade, I hide
I'll do anything to avoid that ride
I anticipate his voice quite clear
To remind me again
Of all I fear
To tell me what I don't deserve
And snuff my bloat
Of rising verve




Thursday, March 17, 2011

Eyes Tight Shut

Soul snatcher
Catch my joy
With every pound
You greedy boy
Is that a grimace or a grin?
Eyes tight shut
While you wear me thin

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Spirit Dance

Wash me clean
And I will spin in travelling pastures
Silvery
And silent to the common ear
How loud it rings
Percussion of my spirit
With tiny bells
From heart to fingertips
And I will spin in the blue blades
Sleeping wildflowers
Pretending not to hear
How loud this wind
That carries me
My steady drum in the distance
Black tree smiling with spying owl
And I remain in splendid company

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Midnight Encounter


I shant forget one night last Spring
The moon cast a light blue as a raven's wing
And your long black hair like a sticky feather
Splayed across my breast as we slumber together
A bat breaks blind rhythm as it swoops from secret limb
And your hand wanders gently, gently away from him
I stroke your belly
My mouth you caress
Ephemeral pleasures
My eternal temptress
Echoed upon every glint of blue
Or balmy night
Spent apart from you


Picture Book

My flesh quivers
When grainy paper stirs together 'tween thumb and fingers
And the smell of musty serif
Delights
The childheart in my mind
And I forget
For as long as the spine is split
And the weight
Of another world
Of another time
Is poised between my hands
And unburdens my mind

Monday, March 7, 2011

Dandelion Heart

My dandelion heart
Will you ever sit still?
For just when I am settling
You drag me away
Again and again

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Exposed to the Elements

The rain licks the sheets on the line
As they flick back and forth
Against the breath
of an autumn gust
And the sun so ashamed
By this display
Has averted his eyes
Behind a grey cloud
The cloud doesn't mind
He's more than happy to watch
Naughty rain
Cheeky wind

Black Heart

She knocked back a shot
Pointing at
Me! Me! Me!
And she whispered; "I've veered off the path of enlightenment and now I find myself standing
on the path of DESTRUCTION!"
I let her go on, on her merry way
"If it's good, I make it bad, if it's right, I make it wrong, if it's clean, I make it dirty, if it's pretty...
I make it uglier than my heart."
And she wailed a silent wail in that ugly, black heart
And her eyes drained the soot from its tarry pulp
What a wretch
A wretch
A wretch

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Perfectly Flawed

Little bird with sweetest song
The notes you hit
Are never wrong
I don't recall
you ever stumbling
or forgetting the words
You're never mumbling
You don't follow notes
Or a sweaty instructor
The dawn is your cue
And the sun your conductor
There's no applause
No awards, no cheer
Yet every day
Without fail you appear
I try my best
To echo your song
But no one is listening
or singing along
They only react
When they pick up a flaw
But to your perfect pitch
No response at all!

The Lie


My smile it lies
You think I care
The fatter you are
The better we fare
As long as the yellow
As long as the red
Are counting their pennies
We'll all be well fed
'Try this stuff
It's been our best seller'
We'll say anything
To a desperate fella

My smile it lies
You think I care
The older you are
The better we fare
As long as the ugly
As long as the grey
Are paying for potions
That rub time away
'Try this stuff
It's highly effective'
We'll say anything
To reach our objective

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Reclamation

Curse you numbers!
Look what you've done
You've killed my pretty words
1 by 1

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Be Gone

She's convinced
That time will shine
A telling light
On the murky corners
of her mind
So she must run, run far away
To preserve her truths
and keep you well at bay
To make you love her
To make you laugh
She must only reveal
Her better half
And if, Lord forbid
You start to catch on
The time will come
For her to be gone

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Chasing It

Ghost gums bend with the lonely wind
Seeking my company on this weed-strewn road
Where I walk
On a grey, summer morning
Collecting gravel in my rubber tread
And leaving nothing of me behind
Not even the scent of my damp back
Beneath my flapping tee
From where I stand
I can see your TV
Your sillouette
And this house
And this street
And the pebbles in your driveway
Are like misplaced notes from a fragmented melody
Recalled by a wafer of my gluttonous memory

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Dreamer

Dreamer
She lies beside you
But she's never there
To catch her
You've got to let her go
Drifter
She walks beside you
But with the shadow of her heart
To keep her
You've got to walk faster

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Salt

She made breakfast and wondered, quiet at the table
Who swept away the salt spilt yesterday?
And did they remember
To toss a little
Over their left shoulder?

Losing You(th)

Youth had left her like a lover before dawn
Nary a rustle or the chink of a buckle
Loose
She is left with its scent
And its silence
And oh!
The memory

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Sunny

Sunny was a very fat canary
He loved pound cake and all things dairy
The wild birds would gather and chirp in mock
But Sunny didn't care for that cliquey flock
On his sturdy perch he would sit all day
The odd little chirp from his breast would stray
So began a diet, strictly apples and seed
But Sunny's fussy palette over-ruled his greed
His stubbornness however, proved far more effective
Regardless of how, we had reached our objective
From his golden throat sprouts a brand new song
The wild birds struggled to sing along
So nimble was he, hopping to and fro
Too busy was he putting on a show
Too proud to stop for a snack and a nibble
I offered his favourites and the very best kibble
By the following 'noon his song grew weak
By the next morn' there was barely a squeak
I offered some cake but he couldn't be swayed
His glossy black eyes began to fade
I cradled him close and without protest
I watched it sink - his bony breast
His eyes exposed at half the mast
I smile when I think of his jolly past
I lay him down his shaggy plume
And bury him where the dafodils bloom
And every springtime when they sprout
A sunny yellow song they softly shout


Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Good Life

After life had tucked her in
and kissed her cheek goodnight
She turned and asked if life was pleased
And life said, "I am only as pleased as you are."

Friday, July 2, 2010

One too Many


The walls have cracks
and dustballs drift across the floor like sailboats
on a glassy lake
But there is life here
In a pot full of simmering promise
Boiling over on the stove
Slippers left peering out from under a sloppy bed skirt
Still warm
Some quiet groans and a whimper
And I feel most unwelcome


Monday, June 21, 2010

Shadows

The warmest shadows
exist only
beneath my coat
And with your body
closer
We'll cast more warm and dark shadows

Monday, June 7, 2010

Casuarina Casualty

Beneath the Casuarina tree
The grass is sparse and the earth dusty
It's not a place I care to rest my body
Poor Casuarina with his tired canopy
He seems wearier than me

Sunday, June 6, 2010

A Little Less of Me

I don't like the browns of Autumn
I don't like the greys in her skies
I don't like the cold in her breezes
Stinging my watery eyes
I'll put on my shoes and start walking
I'll take a bottle and turn up a song
Quenching my thirst and my thirsty heart
Looking for a place to belong
My body it moves in circles
My head in the straightest line
In a while I'll be back where I started
With a little less of me every time

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Legacy


She's got a flabby belly
and her tits tend to sag
But her wit's intact
even for an old bag
Her bladder's weak
And her temper - short
You'd never know it
but she was once a good sort
Her teeth are false
and her hair is thinning
She's got arthritis
and Dementia's beginning
her ears are still good
her advice is sound
she's got no regrets
and when she's no longer around
Her picture will sit
on her daughter's shelf
Taken when her mother
was not much older than herself
She'll teach her own daughters
What her mother taught her
She'll tell them all about that world
and the way things were
But they're not really listening
They can't relate
They're too impatient
They've too much on their plate
They're not concerned;
"That was before we were born!
We didn't know her,
do you expect us to mourn?"