Between here and there where a chill stirs the air and a wind cuts you dry to the bone is a place to meditate, the contemplation zone. Jonah of the whale could spin a yarn and tell you a tale of a still place and in his meditation creation was second only to the fear…
Monthly Archives: January 2016
Waiting for Mazda
I know that one day they will tow me away like they do with the broken down wrecks, next, and there’s always another to take your place in the pack, that’s the real reason we’re told that we shouldn’t look back. Diamonds and disappointments are one and the same. Any pawnbroker will take in your…
Razor cuts
Seconds away every day and that stretches into an eternity when she wants to be late. Fine by me I’ll wait. As the universe expands my pupils contract and I’m back in the playground moving like a panther and making no sound. Do you remember how that felt? sleek svelte? my eyes could melt you…
Abacus
You know you don’t count when you’re not counted in. Let me begin where it starts at the breaking if hearts can be broken at all. I give my all, but still fall before the finishing post and the most I can hope for is a beer, nothing too dear as the price index shows…
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The awakening
Is this what the end of a day looked like to me? the raising of the blinds so that I could then see tomorrow? Let me borrow a phrase from my mentor, ‘ you only see what you want to’ This charity has brought to me clarity, the undeciding decided, the way forward is clear…
The Tuesday combination
It is what it was and will always be, the pipers pipe on, a discordant memory now, words fail me even as my thoughts jail me and no bail from this one. Waking from sleep should keep until later in the day. The Dreamtime calls me and I dress to wander the plains, across long…
The sixties and more
Joplin and Dylan, Cohen, Lennon and I fed on Lou Reed and McCartney, bled out the blues and used, always a part of me and it rips the heart out of me when the radio plays Lady Day. Every beat and each bar tells me no matter how far I go or who I become,…
The waterfall
The deeper I go the darker the day, blue turns to grey turns to black and it’s hard getting back. I grab onto daylight which for now is the skylight and the colour returns to my cheeks, time speaks quietly to me, inaudibly, I only see the light. At the zenith, the nadir is clear…
Mach 2
This is the odyssey in the unsettling of a night and it’s flight or fight. Run and we lose, fight and we might die. So we try and we do. Who? There’s sparkle of stars overhead and I never got used to them, underfoot is where I put my faith, terra firma and I’m the…
The eighth day
I think it’s the way that the strings are plucked that pull me to pieces or the vibrations that bring these tears to the fore. I heard a long time ago that music is food for the soul, but it seems you can never be full. In the mornings in mourning and dressed all in…
Chemical compound
When it’s done and you’re on a run to the cryogenic laboratory I hope you think of me as I think of all humanity. Once wasted twice dry, ice us and we’ll live fiercer than forever could ever be. I’ll return only when the house of clowns burns down and I’ll dance in the smoke,…
The ten shilling note
After the laughter and before the padding of years draws a thousand more lines on the map of my face, in a place of my choosing, I will sit and review all of it. This critique, the only way to seek out, to winkle the weakness out is about due. There are no new lamps…
Kissing in public
My word which by the way is shaken unstirred is my bond. Although I am fond of shooting my mouth off I always defer to her. If not there’s not a lot I can be or can do and she says, ‘who are you kidding kiddo’ I have some kudos in there and she is…
Men on tubes
The boy with the goggles looked a little bit like Biggles. On a ride away into a brighter day and I’ll head for the hills to where my favourite hideaway waits. So this boy who looked like Biggles with his goggles on googles me, I don’t mind though I’m not sure what he’ll find once…
Popcorn
A seagull with one leg clutching at straws which turn out to be eels feeling it’s all a bit deja vu flew away. I see the seagull every day with one leg flying away. But which leg flew? deja vu indeed…
Overtime underground
Twenty three twelve and the nib starts to itch, the bin men are out on their rounds, sounds in the air and the night’s everywhere at twenty three twelve. An address I know well, a place where the loneliness wells up, where desperation is in the cup that I drink, I think I know it…
The square peg
Conform if you wish to that taffeta norm where you’re clean and crisp, sparklingly bright condemning the night to an endless quest. Best foot forward, two steps back. Follow the magnate through the factory gate, drill your own teeth confirming that state is the new God, but I’m the old sod who will always be…
That double glazed look
What values we lose, but this is not of any value when it’s you that choose the method and the way. If I lost my voice and silence became the only choice, what loss could it be? Ask me the question when the World turns about again or spin a coin, call the side. The…
Paganini or Pizza?
Dreams that leave you hanging from the opera in your mind and the orchestra keeps bangin’ on and still you feel that hangin’ on is the only thing to do. I don’t mind that dreams don’t find their end in me, I can shift the light around until the night can’t see where I am…