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On Henrietta Street
The children howl, the house is hell
you close your eyes to cast that spell
Rising high above the endless squabbles
to meet me down upon those sodden cobbles
The rain and fog are gently taunting
your white shirt billows, opaque and haunting
On Henrietta Street…
Two hundred stairs, do I descend
with full-beam smile to my treasured friend
These precious moments, we get to steal
...
Wednesday 6th December 2023 10:50 am
An Eyelash Breadth Between Us
Lit monochrome by the moon
we dance across silver sands
The waves scrawl
like these scribbled lines
written by my yearning hand
tonight
All this turbulent energy
flung into the swirling air
Conducted by my pulsing heart
This fool, who thinks he has control
of all you do to me
A wanton wind whips up the spray
and all I want to do
is turn the beat inside my chest into
sentences sho...
Wednesday 15th November 2023 8:14 pm
Holy Terror
Folding out your wings
and fastening them to the breeze
you stand firm upon the window sill
Instinctively, you turn from me
I feel the coolness of the air
and know that soon you’ll be
nothing but a poem
on some damp page I’ll tuck away
my eyes finally wiped dry
What is that holy terror
beating at the heart of you?
You said you long to bind your essence
to the history of the world
b...
Tuesday 28th September 2021 2:07 pm
Between A Blue Night And Dawn
Two lovers traveling
two lovers
meeting in the East
Their affair
was letters inked
and photographs
Now here embodied
will they know what to do?
She wakes him one morning, saying
'let's take a boat to an island
let's rise above the Bangkok smog'
Bike beneath them spluttering
her arms knitted around him
they race from bay to beach
chasing the burning sun
with hair wet and smi...
Sunday 28th April 2019 11:44 pm
Strangers Leave Scars
We were strangers by the pool
there was summer on your skin
I lay low, opened my whole body
in the hope that you would find me
Then taking it the distance
from the shore raised to the sky
there were many sailors scheming
on the bending of your knee
There’s a bridge in your dreams
as it recedes behind a fog
you wonder what it means...
Even naked your body was a silk gown
as you sc...
Saturday 12th January 2019 2:41 pm
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