Poetry

  Toynbee idea in movie 2001 resurrect dead plan Jupiter Everyone is entitled to their own mythology.   Set your rhetorical devices, and keep them charged.   Max Headroom – I still see the X   They built a complex and marvellous Machine in Bletchley Park Out to where their overlord is announcing things on […]

Many dreams and darkness into uncounted minutes It’s hard to stay here counting missed medications I find some comfort in the night but I wake up with the guilt of not sleeping It’s hard to stay here                                              counting missed medications and chapters read, episodes watched moments of a life not lived I find some comfort […]

They should not have come. The stars sat above with silver hats And golden eyes, whispering platinum secrets to the distant drops of steel that stalked so far below. And here the steel-men’s goal: With diamond secrets threaded through their hair they sat in orphaned groves and sang their poetry. They heard the hunters, and […]

I try to avoid envy but I am a post-therapy artist. Lover of foul language and Bad Thoughts Visitors from insomnia A word needs inventing for when she climbs down from the sky   I try to avoid envy but I am a human and I cannot pretend not to see. The Incas based their […]

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“Blues for Sister Sally”, hooked on junk, Forever hunting, poking for a sign; I remember when we sang together, drunk On joy and laughter, and on cheap red wine. My Brother Jack sits gazing at the sky, The dark horizon calling him away. He’ll walk until his ligaments give way, And leave him stranded, dreaming […]

I am a ghost. On translucent soles I navigate the slick city streets, Afraid of falling. The mist Creeps in from Ran’s wide road, Muffling sounds of mid-week hustle. I grind my feet Against the asphalt, Finding purchase, Mincing steps for fear that in my heedlessness I’ll slip, And for a moment, suspended, unbreathing, contemplate […]

Give me a moon story, Write it with heart, Give it a middle, And end, and a start. Tell me a moon story, Fill it with songs, Pass the tequila and Write me some wrongs. Sing me a moon story, Passionate, wild; Heroines, champions, Loved and reviled. Write me a moon story, Mermaids with crowns, […]

  He told me that he’d loved before Her silken hair, Her chestnut eyes; A fire with which she lived her life That burned eternal.   I asked him, Did he love her still? Of course; So long as the tides came And the wind blew And the stars marched in procession.   He asked […]