tulip bulbs thriving or shards drying dividing/ multiplying Narcissus watch themselves silver in the mirror bi & tri heads fluff betwixt decor & demure bold faced pride sunbeams glide Tulip gregigii Red Riding Hood, Wisteria trunk and our Horse Chestnut tree
The blue back rest and visualise and visualise resting blue, blue, blue stretch back, ease spine uncurl vertebra, discs expand soft cushiony spheres sigh shoulders droop blue, blue, blue dropping memories into a pond watching pain rippling out in round cellular, circular waves blue, blue, blue skim them across the surface tripping separate linkages assembling a time line of meaning but not deep sky, sea, rivers blue rivuleting, ponds and lakes blue, blue reflective blue, blue sky.
MY GRAN 1. My gran no wriggle, no hit or miss she looked she said, “that’s our Chris”. condemnation of honey a slapped rose whispered in the breeze echoed in shame hawthorn sub awareness, so sub so sub, so sub, bubbles rise she sinks without words dumbly drawing pacing the bottom with the cat fish, stickleback, scum feeders etching the edgelings, black/ white white/ black this is Kit, my gran, my father’s mother, brought up in poverty in the fenland, […]
DARKNESS FALLS darkness falls stars emerge, small piercings competing luminosity as they ebb and flow absorbed in their eventuality softly insistent like the tide darkness falls like a blind etched – a lattice of lines holding hands Orion’s belt the milky way community of myth messages sans meaning awaiting a far story a story just untellable a story just to live image with thanks http://en.es-static.us/upl/2014/12/2014
4 AM. about time it swings around rounding in the four that poor empty hour breath stopping dark lamp lights extinguished in the park a horizontal orange line begins to climb like a lazy ebbing sea a low, slow motion pebbles should clatter with the tide the wash of the tide the slap of the wake But… the dark departs earth moves… in silence surrounded in stillness dew muffled a mist dappled milk bottles clatter deliveries arrive people rumble youth […]