NEW SHOE
fit me
like a new shoe
you fit me
like a new shoe
tight shoe
comfy shoe
need
to wear you
walk a mile
in your shoe
meanwhile let’s
swop a while
try
mine
for size
yours for size
each other’s
for size
every step
of this mile
NEW SHOE
fit me
like a new shoe
you fit me
like a new shoe
tight shoe
comfy shoe
need
to wear you
walk a mile
in your shoe
meanwhile let’s
swop a while
try
mine
for size
yours for size
each other’s
for size
every step
of this mile
MANCHESTER ON THE MOON
I wanted to
return to Manchester
study its
poetry its
secret geometry
found it
buried beneath
Roman ruins
there on
the dark and
light sides
of the Moon
and digging there
found Victorian wonders
and once great
football stadiums
forgotten tales
of glory
written in
scarlet red or
sky blue
and
relics of the famous
Royal Eye Hospital
where I
was both treated and
(those green goddess
days) stopped
from burning
and the libraries, and galleries,
and theaters and
universities
where I once
studied
or sojourned
and now must excavate
to find if
memory is real, my
history is true.
FIVE MINUTES
five minutes
with you
and you
had rewired everything
can you imagine
what deconstruction,
reconstruction
if I had
spent a
night?
wandering
out from your arms
into the morning light
totally zombified
only for you
to catch me, hold me
whisper
our
new secret code
and watch
my insides
turn
silver
otherwise gold
my eyes
see
through everything
my wings
begin to grow
FORTHCOMING
I beseeched the Universe
for a poem
so many
times I asked
but not one
was forthcoming
until
much time passed
and suddenly then
fire and
massive winds
ripping through
the sky
poems everywhere
pieces of paper rising
falling
floating, burning
like lanterns above
tiny boats
on the sea
too many by far
to catch and read
anything like
enough
really
but fire and wind
conspiring to
create
this scene of
crazy beauty
final triumph of poetry
even as it disappeared
final
flowering nothing
able to
surpass
as if
by definition.
BE
end of the road
and so branching, back-
tracking, trying to
figure our evolution
before it takes
us on a path
somewhere where we
can live at ease
with the hostility of
the Universe to life
and yet
perfect chemistry for it
figure out a way
to escape
this impasse find
ourselves rethinking
overthinking
this Universe demanding
consciousness of us
demanding intelligence,
darkest
dialogue
why can’t it just let us be?
DARKNESS
tried to push back
torn between
resist and accept
if only
I knew I might
expect to see you
out there somewhere
driven
by equal desire
to swim that
dark ocean
desperate to find me
OR DO NOT SMILE
came to see you
found you in mood
assertive yet contemplative
strolling along the beach
inner peace broodingly tempered
by some dark cloud momemts
only adding to my sense of your
backbone, resilience, tensile strength
or perhaps you were
as I had half expected
sultry, inviting,
familiar
simply sitting on the beige sand
taking in everything
perhaps waiting
for he who is indeed legendary
beyond compare,
or perhaps
just isn’t, will dupe you
in a masterclass of
male manipulation
and then we saw each other
which was a delightful
surprise or
might equally not have been
it’s all about probability
what
the Universe at
its smallest is
determined to
decide for us
lifting up mountains in
a million year
blink, alternatively
grinding down
and there we have it
all that is
and was and will
forever be
openly there between us
and openly
not between us
nothing in the cosmos
we know of
to bend
in opposite direction
the rigid arrow
of time
unless as we see
here
not just bending but
completely melting
and
seeing all that was fixed
and figured
helplessly dissolving
we see each other smile, are
sunshine
or do not see, or
do not smile at all
UNLESS THEY DID
you wake up
it’s all
a dream
all the usual
clear lines of differentiation
unless
scriptwriter killed you off
at home
she, they
still waiting for you
one of those inept
final episodes
wrecking what
had been a great show,
truly memorable series
or maybe
they forgot you, overlooked you,
left you in subplot limbo
no hope of resolution
twist to
the tale they decided
not to run with knowing
it was all
about to be
cancelled
narrative development no
one cared about
cares about
unless they do
unless they did
NEITHER HERE NOR THERE
sadly I have
forgotten you already
though a little bird
keeps reminding me
how razor smart you
were
and how beautiful
something I have to tell you
before this poem
goes off
the boil
it’s Christmas day after the day
after the day after tomorrow
I would wish
you every joy
but we cannot risk climbing
out of our trenches
onbewapendt
exposing our shared
humanity
risking all
that vulnerability
I can whistle the tune of
every tracks on those
albums
you gave me for
Xmas
God knows how many years ago
and soon but not
together obviously we are
going to
wake up dead finding
ourselves one
hundred
percent spiritual
able to laugh
(not earthbound resounding
seismic belly laugh
more celestial titter)
at all
those
misunderstood signs, wrong
words, mistakes,
as far as
eye can see landscape
of obstacle and
barbed
wire
here where time is meaningless
and
spanner in the works and
as a
consequence jammed
clockwork
but I did send
a dove with a message
if it reaches you if you
read it
deep as I have tried to be
it is all neither here nor there
TAKES YOU BACK
tell me
about simplicity
three chord song
garage band
haiku where
every breathing syllables
cut with
a scalpel
but there again complexity
structures with
levels nested
within
levels
incredible
architecture
you followed all
the arrows and
then were
surprised
to find yourself
facing
you humming
a simple tune
you either never
heard before
or
takes you back