(1987)
When life was young we ran with th… Voice of the vortex shouting in ou… Our arms spread wide, coat edges e… Our hair ran in rivulets riding th… Joy, fear, fire in our veins as ob…
I feel you, Know you are there, Pressing close, Behind me. Yes.
I do not believe the soul goes on… Ordinary, small, events of chaotic… A butterfly here, a feather there,… Insignificant. That I think this way, does not m…
At the end it may seem everything… It’s not! It’s just, you’re done! Shut the fuck up angsting your fin… It’s not,
The bond that was broken cannot be… whilst you wax bitter in your shel… But I can see more to this love a… Let our love live again. Let our love live again.
High platform shoes, Seventies mullets, Tight perm hairdos, Fadgies like bullets. Fadgies that harden,
I’ll write some drunken poetry, It may not even rhyme. It doesn’t rhyme. It’s not even poetry. You soft lad!
I remember You, Your gutsy laugh, Your smile. The way you read the world, people… The jokes.
I’ll never be quite sure how you g… Still you are here. Inside. Moving me. I packed my trunk with memories of…
Political correctness has gone mad… I’ll scream. And shout. And mak… I’ll plan a march from town to tow… I’ll write a poem to express my th… We’ll ask a name to design a shirt…
Crisp cold crunch of boots through… Silent, skeletal trees, hiding lit… Yet, you must watch for movement i… For fire dragons can sleep in stea… Still.
Four march hares dashing, Running right to left, From my window. Three march hares dash back, Running left to right,
I like to pause and make a note in… I write them spare with meaning ye… A reconstitution of dehydrated mom… It’s good to share. Divine!
When mother died, I hid under her… I needed a fortress, a safe space. All that was available was the liv… My two year, younger sister joined… Two huddled lumps of, I’m not qui…
The fog off the sea has eaten the… gone! Silver sheen, light all night. Cow shapes still! Laying down the circles crown! P…