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

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

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


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

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