bliss

in full glide, she saw my gaze, accepted it;
her perfect stillness and surrender to
the drift of slipstream’s tongue mirrored
rapture just before the climax

your breath such sweet caress, love

sunlight curled around my arm, smoothflow
wing touch brought me into perfect
stillness and a raven’s eye; i saw her gaze,
accepted it, shared rapture just before …

swallow

this morning’s heartraw, an exquisite echo of desire;
birds and leaves are tumbling in the wind,
gusting, whirling, mad dreams all but breaking
in the heave, the violence of air;
part of me is jousting with the clouds,
the rest a swallow of unfinished rhythm
choked on winter’s pressing need
to turn the savage wheel : my hands are tied to it;

precious little mercy to be gained from what-ifs
and the silent gulls crusading in freeflow,
they know better than to ask for more than sky;
self destruction’s teasing lips moistened with fine rain

dog day’s end

blankets round their limbs to hasten
drowning soaked up
rolling clouds’ reflective mood,
gathered weight from
the curl of deepest bloodflow,

hovered on the sprawl of night
cold loss drifting
towards muddy gaze, water’s
flight through airspun lungs;
hush, though the radar’s deaf down here

mouse

in the claws of silence
silver breath
holds
still
waits for a sign
that passage has been granted
that the storm will not kill
though leaves endure
quick bite and split of pure indifference

mouse voiced … sort of …

thyme wasted

her emails stopped            suddenly
prosaic mystery gives everything
away                      before lunch

i was insulted by the warning bells
but that was nothing to
my loss of appetite in the noise
                                of hers

lunarchy

just another life in the spotlight
of a perfect honey moon
hardwired for dreamers
tripping craters, finding space

in the fold of intuition’s veil,
every headache stunning
psychic flair until
there’s only hope between

two dusty satellites and starry
smiles criss-crossing time
among the pills and potions’
promise of a rise

don’t ask me what i did today

litany contracted boredom in list form
contracted into sleeping with the boss
she – yawning moonlight -
offered more of much the same …

dreamed – tsunami-style …

law wrenchian

everything’s been paid
that last invoice suspended …

blame the gintrap in your mind if you like
or the way that others stick between
eye-will and teeth on icy edge

some people were not suited for the moonlight
while you, that you, are dangerous all the time

water’s girl

do you smoke?
silent nod frees alley tears

black shivers
blur the edge of every freckle

titian beauty’s
dropped her streetwise guard

for timeless injury

don’t lose yourself any more
than he has

concurrent

due to total absence of muse *sigh – i’m still plugging away at this one – here’s the latest revision …

it never was like that, more

how smooth river slid around her waist
steadying impressive rush

thigh to wing

while she, courting swell and web,
caressed supernatural

feathers

penned immortality, downed throaty
groan, kick and scream alive

float in thrash and foam

not so much inhuman as beyond her
old man’s tired shallows

previous re-write, not in stone – just hoping for some clarity …

It never was like that, more

how the river slid around pale waist
steadying impressive rush

wing to thigh

while she, courting swell and web,
caressed supernatural

feathers in such dreaming

extravagantly white, sky-wild on her.

Not so much inhuman
as beyond

an old man’s comprehension.