Are all mornings mother of pearl beside the Coral Sea?
All mornings are mother of pearl beside the Coral Sea.
Mother of pearl morning beside the Coral Sea.
on a salted breeze
smell of toast about to burn
sunrise remains
a thin line of silver
wet horizon
sealed shut with cloud
expectant surfers look out
for a barrel in the break
"You are beside a sea named after you."
texts my Mother.
Friday, December 9, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
untitled
grass traces circles
dune crests flick quiffs
desert wind
in morning cold air
long shadows blur
the butcher bird hunts
young crows tend graves
pluck red silk petals
drop them into the breeze
under the jam wattle
a puff of lavender butterflies
flit over iron stone
dune crests flick quiffs
desert wind
in morning cold air
long shadows blur
the butcher bird hunts
young crows tend graves
pluck red silk petals
drop them into the breeze
under the jam wattle
a puff of lavender butterflies
flit over iron stone
Friday, November 4, 2011
scent
threat bursts becomes action
wet fists pound iron roofs
sun scorched dust
and cloud cold rain
mash in a splash
when elements collide
I wait for the scent to rise
wet fists pound iron roofs
sun scorched dust
and cloud cold rain
mash in a splash
when elements collide
I wait for the scent to rise
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Grey Nomads
He navigates
a fast escape
from aged homes
open mouthed drool
Slumped asleep
front seat
glasshoused heat
she dreams of everlastings
a fast escape
from aged homes
open mouthed drool
Slumped asleep
front seat
glasshoused heat
she dreams of everlastings
Friday, July 29, 2011
tweetku too
hung clouds
dead washing
silent phone
vacant letter box
inbox spam
nowhere stare
room echo
drawn blind
no calls
no answers
voice laid off
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
for di
now
all
i
can
do
is
write
haiku
for
you
trees catch clouds
in high branches - make their own rainstorms
morning fog
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
late afternoon
sun behind a broken cloud
shadow creep stops
page turns blue
dog barks
a bin is wheeled in
neighbors
car door slams
mother goes to school
birds sing the dimensions of triangles
Sunday, July 3, 2011
again maybe
it seems as if i
then again maybe
because when why
too big the open
marshland or drained
pinch quickly soured
senses a soupcon
whoever ghost clothed
latch bolt and key
no gel in infirmary
rabid the wild fire
unopened cucoons lie
love chest liability
insanity keepsake
transitions and labels
whatever first came
when then and why fore
it seems as if i
then again maybe
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
linen and lace
bobbin pricked blood
threads through bunched lace
filigrees the naked throat
weavers sweat
damps the weft and warp
covers memory of shame
threads through bunched lace
filigrees the naked throat
weavers sweat
damps the weft and warp
covers memory of shame
Monday, June 20, 2011
FIFO
Again
I see , unmoved
your boots.
Each one filled with
wind and nests of leaves.
Captured in webs
anchored to the step
empty days frayed stitches.
Death by loneliness
a slow process
kiss me out of my misery soon.
Friday, June 17, 2011
*GREEN
*GREEN
almost * arrogant * ascending to heaven * attack of * bamboo * big * blow fly * blue * bold * bright * bud * bunch of * cabbage * carnivorous * challenging * dead * deep * dinosaur * dove neck * eye * extravagant * faintly * fatal * alive * fig tree * fingernail polish * flamboyant * flat * garden * glossy * goddess * grape * grape vine tip * grass * greedy * green green green * green bellied parrot * grows the lilac * greenie * green stone * grow * growth * hammock * happy * hardly * hippy * honest * hospital * hydrangea * jealous * jubilant * jungle * knockabout * lawn * leaf * lemon * lime * living * lizard * lots of * love * love you * magic * mango * mint * mossy * mysterious * native * oak leaf * olive * over run * overpowering * passionate * pea * perverse * phlegm * pond * pool * prison * quick growing * ravishing * really * savage * shallow * shit * shocking * sickly * summer sky * smothering * snot * so * soft * stag horn * spinach * spring * sprout * stinky * envious * sulky * summer * super * superfluous * surly * surprise * swamp reed * the greens * thin * thistle * thyme * tomato * too much * tooth * traffic light * true * undergrowth * unlucky * USD * valiant * valley * victorious * vigorous * vital * wanton * weed * weed free * wisteria * wistful * yellow *zany* zealous*
Thursday, June 16, 2011
eclipsed
three or thereabouts
dreams cast to jetsam
the night a blood tide
seeped over the moon's face
heart stopped
like that
sudden
rain clouds washed all away
left nothing between my ribs
dreams cast to jetsam
the night a blood tide
seeped over the moon's face
heart stopped
like that
sudden
rain clouds washed all away
left nothing between my ribs
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
a culinary affaire
be still my toasted roasted
milled grilled
sliced spiced
boiled roiled
poached broached
be still my beaten eaten heart
milled grilled
sliced spiced
boiled roiled
poached broached
be still my beaten eaten heart
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
the sudden flock
the sudden flock rose
spanned wings
a Japanese print
flung across
straight stretched road
one missed the updraft
became a bloodless thud
washed away in the wake
looked back saw
splayed wings
at never fly again angles
feathered body on a roll
down the highway
glued to glass
one grey feather
and a smudge
came home with me
Monday, May 2, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
in the place where i am
horizons coil into my blood
creek beds hide water
black stones hold
memories of fire
dust records
dust records
out here
in the place where i am
bones fray
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
bronze wing
She is finished she said
her luck over and out
wrap me up in my blanket
bury me deep down
where the dingoes and crows wont
where the dingoes and crows wont
where the dingoes and crows wont
where the dingoes and crows wont
where the dingoes and crows wont
where the dingoes and crows wont
if only I was
if only I could
if only
I had the flight of a bronze wing
I had the flight of a bronze wing
I put down the phone
find the instruction book
blank
blank
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Letter to Di
Birds sing.
Dog barks.
Flies
arrive
depart.
Bottle brush red
splashes
in the pool.
Sun love bites
my neck -
tea bags sink
wrecked
in a milky sea.
I lie
naked
sun soaked.
Dog sings the blues.
Invisible neighbour
whistles
creaks his shed
rust roof
green door.
Plays Triple J.
cabbage moths cross flight paths
an ant spell checks my page
the washing machine insists
no time to play
Sky colour -
Uplift Me Blue.
Outside.
Today.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
grin and bear it?
Is 3.30pm a time to give your self a treat?
Make peace not war?
Check the water level in the bird bath?
Begin to anticipate the clock strike four?
Crack a nut?
Eat a kernel?
Try not to cry?
Remember to be grateful, mindful, full, full, full?
Put the hammer away and fill the kettle?
Watch shadows slip?
Be the stillness of the watering can
plastic green bin
discarded shoes
and a sock?
Is it time to put your head in your hand,
four fingers curved
into your bottom lip?
Let extremities fold inwards?
Origami?
To concentrate on the hand that writes not types?
Link with ink?
Not pick at scabs or lick the wound?
Is 3.55
the time to listen to roof heat tick,
watch the frangipanni fall -
grin and bear it?
Monday, April 4, 2011
Here Again
I am here again
at the back table
the back table
I built and oiled
on early mornings
to avoid
the eye sizzling heat of noon .
Here again.
Bemoaning.
Being and moaning -
to myself
to the page
to the world
that my handwriting
like me
deteriorates
before my eyes,
my eyes
deteriorate
before my brain
my brain
deteriorates
within my body
which deteriorates
and on
and on
and on
when a mudlark/ piping shrike/peewee
unaware of deterioration /decay/time
oblivious of my thoughts/ feelings/self pity
careless of the cold east wind setting the scene for autumn
took a bird bath
spun globes of water like planets and suns into the air
made rainbows with the morning
and ruffled feathers blurred the black and white.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
number one
wings fall off
when you are number one hit
on the reject list
fruit rots
leaves burn
thumbs down
face lost
hearts fold
song jams
last notes
eaten by ants
tiny bit
by
tiny bit
by
tiny bit
when you are number one hit
on the reject list
fruit rots
leaves burn
thumbs down
face lost
hearts fold
song jams
last notes
eaten by ants
tiny bit
by
tiny bit
by
tiny bit
Monday, March 28, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
after
years of nights
his skin
has grown
as familiar as my own
years of sleep
i inhabit his dreams
but I dream
alone
his skin
has grown
as familiar as my own
years of sleep
i inhabit his dreams
but I dream
alone
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Poetry with...
Poetry with nice cups of tea,
poetry with spring daffodills,
poetry with lace,
poetry with infidelity,
poetry with attitude,
poetry with street cred,
poetry with companion planting,
poetry with meat and three vege,
poetry with porcelain collections,
poetry with buckets of shit,
poetry with amore,
poetry with dread,
poetry with gravel,
poetry with cyanide,
poetry with big stabbing knives behind my back,
poetry with epiphany,
poetry with dead dogs,
poetry with explosions,
poetry with sin,
poetry with societal ills,
poetry with cunts
(now there’s a thought)
and of course
poetry in the name of the father,
the holy trinity,
poetry with beer, drugs and pills.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
fly
fly
on my leg
iron oxide eyes
ringed gold
legs sharp pencil lines
wings see thru clean thru
veined grey
thorax suit striped
i sigh
it flies
that’s what flies do
fly
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
read all about it
the fan cools
tears slide
warm
to ice
the tongue cut
serrated blade
against flesh
torn more
than sliced
the daily news
for your consideration
tears slide
warm
to ice
the tongue cut
serrated blade
against flesh
torn more
than sliced
the daily news
for your consideration
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Five Hundred Words: All of Them Shit
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Saturday, March 5, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
one for the heart
surgery for the untrained
chapter one
open heart
pass the healing hands
kneeling pad
crucifix
remove the barb
kiss the blood
expose the wound
soothe the burn
warm the cockles
melt the ice
seal the break
fill the cracks
strike a match
set the fire
light the light
in the name
pass the flame
pass the flame
pass the holy flame
chapter one
open heart
pass the healing hands
kneeling pad
crucifix
remove the barb
kiss the blood
expose the wound
soothe the burn
warm the cockles
melt the ice
seal the break
fill the cracks
strike a match
set the fire
light the light
in the name
pass the flame
pass the flame
pass the holy flame
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