October 2017

i 'n' i
in a conjunction
of mysteries

spring madness —
i plant odd haiku
in your mouth

rising sun
anguish's slow descent
into platitudes

sleep in-turning death's portal

the full moon
exposing reveries
to live by

for now
wherever i am
i'm there too

down her cheek
a tear has no colour
of its own

this dark night
is like a simile
for nothing else

spring return
i try to live up to
my obituary


all could be ill
or well


Atlas shrugs off
a fountainhead


on an orange ass
"the masters of mankind"
trumpet their anthem


behind the ass
crying "look at me, look at me",
"destroy destroy destroy"


pre-emptive strike
against the earth
and their other

making perfect sense freesias

static page
crafting the -ings and outs
of change

bent over reed
reliving the memories
i never had

emptier even more night shadow

optical allusion
in the wink
of an eye

no spring chicken in blossom

god forsaken
in a gadda da vida
garden tears

spring forecast
i reverse engineer
my ancestry

dead silence
can the sea know
it consoles me?

moon glimpses —
death seems not so far
out of reach

morning mist
words lost where the mind
can’t be found

dead-born child
all time and space
is a morepork

a wind chime
the stacatto

noonday demon
a purr pads across
my chest

sourceless wind
fire licks open
a pine cone

in night visions
a beginning and an end

all over the stain of words

my shadow sinks
under the weight
of my presence