Soon she will fold him
like one of his shirts on
the ironing board, like
one of his cheap cotton
underpants in the draw.

Soon she will whiten
his face, wipe all the
stains, all the little
dribbles of outrage
from his mouth clean
like one of her newly
laundered sheets.

She knows the
news to come.
He has betrayed her
once again, forgotten
her like their dog outside
the post office, left her in
the kindergarten of his
heart to wait .

Again

i am young in my dreams again.
i can shoot marbles and win again.
the rail line still shivers under the
patient iron wheels of a train that
passed all those years ago. i still
wear the hole in my shaded pants
which my mother meant to mend.
i still chase after the pigeon that
escaped to the gutter on the roof.
my teacher dusts his well-worn
shoes before he turns to the
homework we did not do.

A tantalizing sight amongst the dream of days
an almost imperceptible image as the sunlight plays.
I reach out but find reality wanting
I falter and hesitate to seem assenting
to dark and lustful thoughts arriving
from the murky fog of magical mountain pathways.

The likeness takes on a sensual presentation
Should I flee this fast approaching demon
Dark and heavy beside the tomb
over-powering dazzling lights in the gloom.
Crazy! This fast approaching portent of doom
creates no response just absolute resignation.

rock the comfort
arm round
heart bound

the falling past the thoughts
shone luminous
born treacherous

pressed scrawled
in push script
bloodrun
an ink
viscous
a moment vicious

beneath
below
upon a new ideal
run

the droplets loved
a couplet urn
caught hurled
in pyre
overturned
spread hot
this ire

relinquish vows
caught choked
behind the veiled
clasp
a lucid grasp

Exodus

Feral soul amongst the reeds
lying still in stagnant bog
listening to nature’s song
performed by cricket, loon, and frog

hiding from the rage of men
that hunt him for his hue of skin
black as Mississippi mud
though his heart be free from sin

Feel my butterfly
Blind fold me love
let my hair flow
and upon my face
bring about a glow

see me as you wish
where-ever
let me feel your fingers quiver all over

sending sweet electric shocks
Down my spine..
hold me around my waist
let me feel you hard
upon as times advance

hold me tight
let me feel a comfort slight
as when buds sprouts all about
my life would be bliss without a doubt

It is good that you walk with me.
As the autumn of our days does come, it is hard
To find that all the summers were left behind for lost times.
Then we must stay for always in this time to hold you
Your hand in mine and walk the paths
That are there for us, and the ones we will love,
For all our days.

Each movement showers of light rays
spread out from my limbs,
as if the sea were all a sparkling pond of magical beings,
their tiny presences made visible by disturbance;
this ethereal glow,
sends the mind to fantasies of other worlds,
where stars are born,
or in the luminous deep sea plankton as it stirs.

I have lost my ghost
it was wrapped around my legs
an amorous infinite python

My food does not go mysteriously missing
my favourite spots are not occupied
I am not reproached for existing

My bed is my own!

Maybe,
just maybe,
this time,
I am not talking about a cat

MASQUERADE

...and a silence dark and unforgiving

fell on this house

and all my kindnesses were brought

to naught.

Evil stares at me with different faces

Smiles turn into serpent's hisses

whispers of a Judas

dance frenetic around Truth

and Innocence

you do crucify.