ABOUT THE SKY #1

blue skies - a palette cleanse

in 

the 

chaos of context tombola

i stand under its painted dust

transfixed like a bug

& think & think

& stop that

& be

its a powerful balm

for the evident weight

of a thinking soul

ANOTHER POETS POEM

 

the atrocious swan of love*
said the poem

published in landscape

in a book like a calendar

& i stop there
picturing it

a calm river

& brick arch bridge

the image halts 

my hospital rush

* from May, in Shia LaBeouf, by A K Blakemore

A POEM FOR THE READER

in this rush world

of go go go

& do do do 

i place


s p a c e s


in these poems sometimes

to make sure the reader

can 

b r e a t h e

&

s l o w   d o w n

when they come here

cos you should you know

YEARS PLAYING INFANT AGAIN

i start as i mean to go on

start earlier if you want to go faster

raise up your hands if you want to stop

consult the help section 

if you need to

& by that of course i mean books

~

the year is playing infant again

but busted by the baggage

no train station locker

can 

take

JAPANESE GOLD & GLUE

 

& if i am in bits

well reform me then

with japanese gold & glue

~

& tell me

what do i do

when its the rain

that

wants

me

to stop ?

OH DEAR TERESA MAY

(oh) dear teresa may,


     please dont.  



     yours 
     sincerely,


     signed

     basic sanity
     &
     conscientious responsibility


     PS
     just dont

     PPS
     hows the investigation into election fraud 
     by 19 police forces doing ?

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