Saturday, 31 January 2015
EM OH OH EN
evening dark like its never been light
and
the alarm sounds and lights flash
for
the
crossing barriers to swing down
and
a
commuter express
piles
thru
the night town
and thru my mind
a
mind
thats
foggy like winter seaside dusk
with
ideas that fade like rainbows fade
when
clouds
slide
over
the
yellow ball
the
barriers stay down
and
traffic builds
fumes drifting in the cold
building
like
a
sand storm
and
i
stare at the harvest moon
its
an
orange stain
a
cookie cutter
a
stock image painted onto bland beige space
its a blotch on the night
watching
me
from www.almanac.com
Thursday, 29 January 2015
LIKE A SCRABBLE BLANK
theres a limbo
that
hangs
between Netflix and HBO
hangs
heavy
like low cloud
its a dark fog with a mouth
in
the
rush
between
desktop and dashboard
too
obvious to acknowledge
when
you
got
to
put the supper on
and
get the washing dry
its
a
whole
blank
january
condensed into a blink
it can be embraced tho
like
a
sick
friend
if
you
make the time
from en.wikipedia.org
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Wednesday, 28 January 2015
BAR POP
after
a
clutter of strange goodbyes
they
went
down the stairs
to
drink
the
past
from
a
pitcher
from michelehow.wordpress.com
Monday, 26 January 2015
A SMALL WHINE ABOUT HEALTH
my dr
talks about my
'energy envelope'
and
working
inside
it
'but sunshine' she says
'your envelope is
t i n y
too
small
to fit a stamp
so
sugar -
you
aint
going
nowhere'
from Dr Strangelove
Friday, 23 January 2015
IT WAS NIGHT THEN IT WAS DAY
it was night
and
before
dawn
the milkman rattled his bottles
and
drove his electric cart
down the hill with an echoing whine
like
a
dying air raid siren
at
the
end of the world
i smoked a pointless cigarette
out
by
the
big wheeled bins
with
thin
patterned frost on their lids
and
was
underwhelmed by the beauty of the stars
when
day was here
and
breakfast was had
i
tapped my fingers on the table
and
rested my chin on my fist
thinking about sleep
and
all the art and maintenance
i
wouldnt
do
today
Unscheduled Maintenance by Eric Joyner
from omgposters.com
Thursday, 22 January 2015
SICK NOTE MORNING
the day pulls itself together
like
a
monster up on its hind legs
for the first time
it
disguises itself
as
an
emergency
and
gets
irritably ignored
but
the cats claws on my eyelids
force
my
meat pile and delicate skeleton
into
the
kitchen cold
where
i
watch
him eat
on
his simple kitchen floor world
i
ponder breakfast
but
shower
instead
and
wash the nights clinging anxiety
away
again
from listverse.com - The Canvey Island Monster
Wednesday, 21 January 2015
LONG DAY
the day was long
like a mile is long
when
you
got
no
shoes
and the air is full of grit
a tear of tiredness
tickles
and
trickles
down
my
nose
like the first fat drop
of
an
indian summer downpour
its only 6 pm
so
i dress carefully in tired optimism
and
put
the tv on quiet
from en.wikipedia.org
Tuesday, 20 January 2015
MED POP
new
meds
subtract
saturday
from the world
and
paint me a bold minus
in
my
mind
from minus head records
Monday, 19 January 2015
WOMBLES IN HUMAN FORM
from wikipedia.org
ever since i was a child
i'd
hear
the blue flatbed truck
drive
in
morning frost
thats scraped up like snowballs
by
school kids feet
an anorak arm would toll a bell
out
a
wound down window
like for the dead
but
for
rags and bones
and
coughed-out white goods
i
used
to
think
they lived in that van
or
were
Wombles
in human form
from www.telegraph.co.uk
Friday, 16 January 2015
SUSPICIOUSLY EMPTY STARBUCKS IN THE MIDDLE OF LONDON ON A SATURDAY
i find a quiet Starbucks
get a bucket of the black stuff
and
put
myself
aside
to
watch
the
world walk by
the world is endlessly watchable like
lick-lapping fire
in an autumn backyard
or
bothered water
off
the
cement levy
the world
clutches
bags
travels
in
heels or flats
and
performers mad trousers
divided
in
threesome
foursomes
onesomes
and
uncomfortablesomes
all
looking
for
easy
culture
or
a laugh / a drink
out by the Thames
thats
a
weird green today
from hy.wikipeadia.org
Thursday, 15 January 2015
LIKE A BATH TOWEL THAT WONT DRY
something happened
dont know what
maybe
a
dream
left
residue
in
my
ear
or a wrong cog
has
found a place to turn ?
whatever
its a good-fit
and
blots out
any
lurking
and
disturbing
absences
from www.argos.co.uk
Wednesday, 14 January 2015
RADIO RESULT
twiddling the radio dial
i
hear-
'i
need
a
steam shovel
mama
to
keep
away
the
dead'
and
then-
'the sun always shines
on
tv'
seems to sum it all up
neatly enough
for
now
from rsvlt.com
Tuesday, 13 January 2015
CLINIC RECEPTION
the womans face is somehow unset
like
poured cement
she
sits
behind a desk
splashed with personal flair
thats
a
window
to
her home
as is accepted convention
i say my name and time
and
wonder
how
i
seem
to
her
from www.dreamstime
Monday, 12 January 2015
DONT HIDE
dont hide
he says
be an open book
dude
i say
i got no choice
my
spine
is
very
broken
from socilasciencepsace.com
Friday, 9 January 2015
AGE AND QUESTIONS
how to catch an AGE ?
that phantom
of maths
of greeting cards
and
how to
get it down
neat
in B & W ?
it seems so important to do so -
is it because
things
seem
to
move
so
fast
when they pretend to be standing still ?
its
only
a factor of decrepitude
a death integer
a label
how we love labels !
its
only a reductive mechanism
shorthand
for
demograph forms
and
advertisers
we are only ghosts
thats all
haunting
rotting meat pies
and
spinning ourselves dizzy
on
a
doomed toxic rock
full with drilled holes
describing great circles
over
and
over
and
over
in a freezing
black
abyss
and maybe maths will spin us backwards
one
surprising
day
from iceagenowinfo
Thursday, 8 January 2015
OLD MOVIES
i watch old movies
for
Connerys eyebrows
for
the
impossible
sixties
concave bellies
- breath out Ursula !
- fetch my shoes
says Connery
in
matching pale blue
to
John Kitzmuller
in
bad fitting red
- a symbol of his death
by
fire
and
then
hes
never
mentioned
again
from fledglingmixologista
Wednesday, 7 January 2015
HEY TO FRIENDS IN THE GLASS
hey tv
- come fill / kill my mind
stab my back gently
then
sell me lumbar support
soothe me / smooth me
with
a
plastic world predictable resolution
leave
me happy on the sofa
buying
tubes of fat and oil
insurance
redundant new tech
because why should i have to think
about
who i am / was / or could be ?
hey 20 min show
somewhere between my soft earth heart
and
utopia propaganda
be
my
Everything
from ps4home.com
Tuesday, 6 January 2015
NIGHT BONES
when the long day climbs down its own bones
and
the
night calls time on the day
with
bells only birds hear
and
front rooms glow yellow and blue and quiet
then
artificial suns
on
concrete sticks
create themselves in crazy flickers
and
shine sick orange
on
the
mist slick black top of cul-de-sacs and crescents
and
the no-mans-land of roundabout junctions
where
thin bold foxes prowl
by
truckers thrown lunch
and
hatchbacks cool their engines
clicking apologies at the stars
and
slow stepping alley cats
sit
silent
between plastic wheelie bins
their
lids lifted high with xmas kipple
thats
when
theres a pause
in
the worlds pumping breaths
and
the
lucky
can
rest
hand in hand
in the warmth
of
nights
dull
pockets
from jamiehallphotography.photoshelter.com
Monday, 5 January 2015
CAUTION WINTER
you have to be quiet
if
you
get up in the morning
and
its still night dark
or
the
world
will
hear
you
and give you more to do
from 500px.com
Saturday, 3 January 2015
ALLEY
1. FORDS
years and tears ago
our side alleyway
was new orange brick
with
wind holes to stretch up on tip toe
and
peep
thru
at the Cortinas and Corsairs
inching into their garages
after
i
got
in
from
school
and
supper
was in the stove
2. TAILS
one day playing alone i found a lizard
poised
in
the
shadows there
and
next doors cat
tail straight up like an ariel
was
on
the dustbin lid
watching
clumsily i touched the lizard
and
his
tail
came off
the cat came to see
and
i stroked his back
and
when
i reached his tail
he
slashed
at
me
with his front claws
i ran inside
the alley a dark danger
of
animals
and
tails
to
me
now
from justanimalblog
Friday, 2 January 2015
LONDON UNDERGROUND TV SHOW
Willesden Green
is
a
dr
his dog is called Bermondsey
his cat is called Finchley
of
course
they
dont
get
on
and
Stanmore Stratford
is
the
arch criminal
he
foils
everyweek
with obscure medical knowledge
just before the credits roll
stay tuned for next weeks installment
where
Canning Town
is
exposed
as
Channing Tatum
in
disguise
from travel.aol.uk
Thursday, 1 January 2015
NEW YEARS DAY
is
stale like old bread
in-your-face normal
not
worthy
of
conversation
and all the decorations seem garish now
like
a
hangover
strung
across
the
room
open all the doors and windows
do something normal
settle
for
a
windblown walk
among englands kipple
under
off-white clouds
from www.condenaststore.com
NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS
1. less is more, or rather restraint is king, something along those lines, understatement maybe
2. smoke outside, i'll get more garden time and less smoking done, probably
3. read a poem everyday
4. write a poem everyday
5. throw something out everyday
6. less coffee, more herbal brews
7. no shopping but essentials, charity shop cheap tat allowed
( this may facilitate 5 )
8. sell stuff on ebay, see 7 and 5
9. less tv, more music and reading
10. sundays exempt
11. get well
12. go back to work
13. meditate ( despite the Stukas ) or yoga tai chi etc, do something in this area
14. submit poems more, there is a gazillion of them clogging up the hard drive
15. write a GOOD story, an actual good one, do it
16. stay positive
17. treat these as guidelines, no pressure allowed
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