Showing posts with label Micro poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Micro poem. Show all posts

Saturday, 7 June 2014

Naysayer

Naysayer
(once a trailblazer)
sentences falling
with every word afrost the faces,
deluding peace of mind,
subconscious settling on defeat,
just saying,
rewind,
repeat,
rewind,
repeat...


Tuesday, 3 June 2014

Viral Spiral

If you knew
the friends
who knew
the friends
who knew
the friends
who knew
the friends
who knew
the friends
who knew
the friends
of you,
what would
you tell
the world?

Friday, 23 May 2014

Voices from beyond control

...on these streets i once belonged:
make these feet move
one by one...

...in this car I thought I owned:
take the wheel Lord
drive me home...

...in this body: blood and bones,
fused and mingled,
breath on loan...

...in this garden, in this home:
when I've watered
you have grown...

...i sail this mind of overload,
beyond control,
these memories roll...

Sunday, 18 May 2014

On waking today at Crieff Hydro I called out in my mind...

...men of my age
careering forward
dig your heels into the mountain
disconnect from avalanche
(for just a minute)
lie back
(the sky awaits your eyes)
and dream
(don't scream).

Saturday, 17 May 2014

God sends talk.

alone in our thoughts
and out of our minds
we are found to be beside ourselves.




Tuesday, 13 May 2014

Saturday, 2 March 2013

kingdom

a tree for birds to shelter
stems from the smallest seed
            ***
and bread to stuff the starving
swells steadily with yeast 
            ***
there's gold for any digger
who cares to probe the field
            ***
the bargain of the century:
the pearl that seals the deal.





The Gospels are full of stories and I found four of them told in quick succession. I tried to put in them in a short two line form of seven syllables (mostly), followed by six. The second line had to be shorter than the first to fit in with the idea of a kingdom growing from something small.

Posted on dverse: Poetics. An Evening of Short Verse

Lessons from Trees

Last night's frantic branches now nestle, long shorn of hair, dignified in recovery. Resolute, versatile, vertical, forming your be...