As I walked down the regiments of pinesI saw the dream I used to haveMy mother, who always walked ahead, Disappeared into the distant path.The silent darkness of the treesClosed in. I felt cold loss. Then out she jumpedFrom behind a tree,and laughed at mefor doubting her? For feeling lost?And ran on like a deer… Continue reading The dream
Category: Words
Poetry with Dean and Michael – the two priests
View I am a dog or two downward sniffing at the earth picking up Pee Mails, and far to long hunched over a computer Another, though, comes out, looks up, wet nose to wind and moon, content not to know what happens next going with the flow, at poetry on Saturday (Another I am 5… Continue reading Poetry with Dean and Michael – the two priests
Poetry with Dean and Michael and Carl
Doncaster Miners in Cork Street 'Where's t' bus? one asked to his mate, so bought me up short, for this was not Cork Street talk I thought as I walked towards Messums ahead, enlightened by its private view 'Laurence Edwards heads'. In that dark I recognised a face as he walked passed a handbag shop.… Continue reading Poetry with Dean and Michael and Carl
Rabindranath Tagore
“Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high, where knowledge is free. Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls. Where words come out from the depth of truth, where tireless striving stretches its arms toward perfection. Where the clear stream of reason has not… Continue reading Rabindranath Tagore
Blue PVC chairs
Blue stretched PVC chairs Machine made Made to fit the human form A form in some way failing so waiting to pass through waiting here to hear what next. (James Paget Hospital November 2019
Air Bnb – Spiders
I hope you don't mind spiders, I say to those who come to rent my homeAnd if their eyes flicker I addThey don't come down oftenPlenty to eat up there. Looking up a the magnificent multistoryThread of silk between my ceiling joists"She has eaten today', I assure one"You'll be safe for 48 hours' I addbecoming… Continue reading Air Bnb – Spiders
Miles
He'd have a long plat down his back He didn't care what flak he got from his pears. Undisturbed, focused.
Others Poems – Monet refuses the Operation
Sent to be by Leslie. Monet refuses the Operation Doctor, you say there are no haloes around the streetlights in Paris and what I see is an aberration caused by old age, an affliction. I tell you it has taken me all my life to arrive at the vision of gas lamps as angels, to… Continue reading Others Poems – Monet refuses the Operation
Cut Loose September 2017
Michael Lasky and Dean Parkin 'Good-morn-ing-mr-park-in' One of us sing songs like we did back at school when the teacher arrives into the classroom. We’re off We’ve got a new student with us, nicknamed Fogel (some connection to Muppets in the 80’s which I’ve missed over time). He has coloured hair and works in Beech… Continue reading Cut Loose September 2017
Monkey mind
And there it goes again the argument packaging the point of view chattering away all inside the head As I’m walking in a landscape the last 10 minutes of which I’ve passed unobserved. Unobserved the blossom of the wild pear, the death of a fly the impeachment of Trump As the chatter meanders like the river… Continue reading Monkey mind
Kalikellett 