Monthly Archives: November 2016

Midnight’s Gift

Midnight’s Gift Fill my bed with smooth pebbles That I may lie with you Beneath the coverlet of water My face on your shoulder once more Everything rushes and  groans Under this unyielding moon There is that deep violent blue Whose animus … Continue reading

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CARAVAGGIO’S BACCHUS

  I am most honoured that the wonderful poet  Christopher Thomas Schmitz has dedicated this to me and would love to share it with you.    CARAVAGGIO’S BACCHUS for Veronica Here’s Bacchus, god of revelry. His garland autumns like a … Continue reading

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Torn

Torn The wicked tearing of the leaves, the prescient window Mouths a savage slur, wind scraping its nails up the path A mirror smeared with grease marring a girl’s face As she peers into the distant future Journeys end with lovers. Jolting cars slide … Continue reading

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Ruminants

Ruminants In the  musky shed their silky skull  faces turn up Ghost babies lovesick for milk Hunkering down they clamour and nudge me Burp breath steaming, pink tongues rasping Perfect white  nibbly dentures in iridescent gums Slitted topaz, the  syrupy eyes of dragons Rapture … Continue reading

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November 8th

November 8th The feathers settling within the counterpane Quilted with constellations The girl under the black satin star  map How she can fly on the ice! Switch and turn on a thunderflash stage Shared her  greasy fish with the cat Who nestles  above … Continue reading

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7th November

  7th November It reads the correspondence Turning the pages with a diamond ferocity Each sizzling stanza a picotee Of  blackening vermilion Acrid  solicitations from a past Which no longer hisses and fumes Counting the years with long fingers Once I … Continue reading

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November 6th

November 6th Vanitas Transfixed by a  climaxing  pomegranate Rolling in a heap of  ravening tulips The  indulgence of a dead hare – Smooth elision of eucharist And black holes, white cloth spills A greedy cream over black skins The lizard gnawing on rotting … Continue reading

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