My old mate wears a tuxedo, or so they say, and he speaks in a voice so small that’s smaller than the mice he never hunts
- The Yobbo-In-Chief is a very ele… a very stable genius is what he sa… that everyone calls him. He can get quite lyrical when he s…
We had and ibis summer where the b… was picked at disconsolately by th… where the trees stood stoically in… in their drawing of water from dee… to store in their trunk, branches…
I think you’d been drifting away from us, even before you ended up in this sterile hospital bed. But you seem to have caught
I have grieved the growing power, the vanishing grace, the stateless state, of the victims of bombs. I have mourned at the empty hole,
There’s a new world unfolding as the sun sinks in the West. I once thought a single man could change the world for the bet… He can’t,
So you walk up this morning street… in the pub at this unearthly hour. Fourth smoke in about thirty minu… ‘coz you’re afraid. Afraid of the people,
When I saw your body cold I was cold with you. When you left I sought my own kind and found none
The fall of the leaves of autumn carpet our path, making mud like blood underfoot. Or is it blood like mud
I saw that last picture of you, st… the infamous bunker. It was a blur… that seemed right for the moment,… it seemed now pointless and old, a… You looked over the wreckage broug…
Would I be handsome in baggy red… and red and blue makeup? Would I be more, if I were to be… except for the blowing of a horn? Would I be understood better usin…
The poet unafraid is hardly a poet… but dull in understanding of the power and impotence in his… .? ’?
I’m surrounded by the little gods: the gods of grey days who breathe… keep us at dew point, push us beyo… into a spritz or rain, and further… who sometimes leave the scene at t…
The chill in the air has caused th… the lizards to spend their time sl… on a rock that barely warms their… The kangaroos quietly pick at the… and the koalas are more sleepy tha…
There are so many things forgotten… but only a mere handful remembered… and among those unforgotten ones, many wait, hovering on the cliff o… If I could just collect up all th…