Change is on it's way
like a surely adolescent
the Blue is on the
ascendant

Blue is on it's way
all grown up
suddenly needs to
stand tall and sway

With the beating heart
of independence!

So, you want to leave home?
Go alone
eat your pauper price
enjoy the fatted federal fruits?

Enjoy the party whilst you can
the hangover
in Hanover
will waste your Highland hubris

And what of your family Union?

Sure you stare
I gaze at you
as you stare
then watch you take off
with your lovely pair
despite not much hair

in any case I'm bald
I don't care who
at my head does
gaze or stare

as long as they leave my balance hair
I'd love their stare.
take care

yours too!!!
I seem to share...

MASK

You always were a flower delicate
that withered in the noon-day sun
a heart that bled for everyone

But your eyes were empty and cold
and pierced my soul with venom
in your serpent dance of lies.

lurid
blitz bulb burn
the dry dust beam
bling

chrome fridge charmed
handles
and bleeding aubergine candles
patchouli
dampness in summer season
cotton for deck chairs
fading
the makeshift bed
by the cellar sleeping
furnace
just the flicker light
gas rumble
of the water tank
the laundry faucet
leaking
the water drain
running an underground
torrent when the rains
thunder outside the
old bungalow geasy
tri pane

Give me a handkerchief,
nay a roll of toilet paper
to wipe my face
the pollution is disgrace
my lips only soil vapours embrace
give me some soft oily perfume to exhume
my nostrils burn
give me blocks of ice
as you save for mortuaries
my body burns with sunrays heat
my pockets have holes
and from soils I’m told
comes the filth of corruption
we all love it but random
the rich still soar high
the poorer view
a distant mirage

Oh life what are you!

Again I sit waiting for you
Yet I know that you cannot come
We are worlds apart and will be
Though I feel your warmth within me

Days filled with thoughts of us
What a word to use two letters, us!
It is a world of longing love's way
It sustains me and fills my day

I may go through all hell
There you are, holding my soul
I know it is you in the warm shadows
Touching my love and making it true

You're here at last (or rather there) .

You didn't seem too happy on arrival:
I've seen photos of you howling.

By entering this world you overcame
your first big obstacle
on what will be a life-long course.

You'll have to learn so much -
to eat, sit, crawl, walk, talk...
Then your formal education will begin
with its endless-seeming complication
of what could be a simpler life.

While crocheted in a gloomy mood
only death seemed to seam my breath.
It loomed those silky threads and sewed
coffins in white, to suit my death.

It unlaced my dreams forever
and buttoned tightly a dress 'nstead.
unseaming every brave endeavor,
to punch with gauds a heart, now dead.

A friend asked me about fasting,

thus this conversation is born. 

"Why leave your belly empty

when there's enough food

for you and me?

" A month of fasting

is nothing compared

to the years of starving,

felt by one caged

in poverty."

"Where lies the need

to feel other's sufferings?

Surely that's madness indeed."

"It is not insane

to embrace compassion,

with nothing lost, much to gain.

the cardboard is pulling apart
mint chocolate running down
a tanned leg
onto the clever pumps
and second week pink
pearl paint..

the kids are shrieking in
the complex
bashing a giant plastic
ball made in China
the mother screams
"car!" and like chickens
beneath the soaring
aviary predator
rush to her plump
side