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

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
softens
the stacatto

noonday demon
a purr pads across
my chest

sourceless wind
fire licks open
a pine cone

all over the stain of words

my shadow sinks
under the weight
of my presence

thinking on nothing
my eyes also do not see
that which is unseen

restless dreams
the pasodoble
of neutron stars

valley spring
i listen for the folds
of the hills

dawn beach-scape
chill slashes of light
draw me in