a poem for Salem’s poem
the booming of whale song
hooves across the savanna
the screech of a raptor
a breath at sunset
moonsong above
the crackle of a camp fire
the yes of locked eyes
yes
some words reverberate
homeless in the tome of the ear
restless as the background radiation
across the universe of humanity they roam
awakening in every hearer
a deep longing
for we are all lost
in the cacophony of being
dancing like butterflies
their beauty is mesmerising
eternal in their transience
they boom
how to write a book of poems
sit for a long time
staring
the flow of clichés
down the rivers
of thought
of life
stay sitting
let the leaves flow past
one after another until
in the col of waiting
one here
another there
step aside
courting one another
in their roundabout way
a chain
forms
to bind the book
that will lock up your heart
now
throw it into the depths of could have
stand up
walk away
courting a thought
reflective counterculture a reflection
then i saw me
and it was all over
the rage
that i might be the establishment
drove me sane
never again the freedom
to say this is me
seething
the smashed reflection
was no longer reflective
the establishment had been established
long before
here they come again
kids ~ well i ask you
tallboy
upstairs sunday morning
hand-chins on the bed with my mother
watching them through the curtain crack
off to church in their finery
with their fox stoles
their lucky rabbit’s paws pinned in silver
mum tumbling acid drops at so and so
all fur coat and no knickers
etc her amen
then down stairs to get on with the dinner
dad down the pub for his prandial pint
before his afternoon nap
when i winked off to sunday school
and the curtains closed
hard infinitum
poetry is all you think it is not
the possibility of probably
the knot that is tied up in its undoing
the ballad of the barking dog
the midnight barking dog is dead hurrah hurrah
the midnight barking dog is dead hurrah hurrah
the midnight barking dog is dead
now we have peace and quiet instead
hurrah hurrah hurrah hurrah
hurrahhh
i mean to say
it’s meaningless
but i don’t mean that
i have lost sight of the meaning
or that
i no longer see value in the meaning
oh no
i mean that
there is no meaning for anything
do you get my drift
numquam iterum refert
if i talk to her she no longer understands
if i answer her she no longer understands
if i correct her she no longe sees it my way
why do I even try to lift her days
in so many ways
why does anything i say matter i say
when her line of what’s appropriate is gone awry
and umbrage now her volley reply
i am sure she thinks i’m off my trolley
so no more if or why
far better not to try
thus my lord i rest my case
post haste to cuss and think
let this poem sink into a desert of dust
i guess i mean i think i must
for it looks like my time of healthy lust
is totally gone is absolutely bust
numquam iterum refert
nihil refert
if i talk to them they do not understand
if i answer them they do not understand
if i correct them they do not see it my way
why do I even try to lift their days
in so many ways
why does anything i say matter i say
when their line of what’s appropriate has gone awry
and umbrage always their reciprocate volley
for everyone thinks i have gone off my trolley
so no more of these ifs or whys
far better now ne’er bother to try
thus my lord i rest this my case
sitting post haste in cuss and think
let this poem sink into just desert of dust
i guess i mean i think i just must
for it looks like my time of healthy lust
has passed
note the data
we are all doomed
we all know it
but most of us use
the wand of self-delusion
as a coping strategy
slight of hand
works pretty well
you show me yours
i’ll show you mine
~ see disappeared ~
data data all fall down
just in case
poetry is realised when
the baggage of words
spills and is put back
in the wrong suitcase
odd socks
kinky underwear
as a gift for aunty
summer flies
summer mornings
when childhood asks anew
which way today
for yesterday we flew
and tomorrow
sod it
come on mun run
naughty boys rule ok
rule ok rule ok
rue tomorrow or yesterday
look wendy i can fly
