I. a wilderness of rose catches the nor’westerly over the arch. wire shrivelled amongst root. thorn hardens against the summer, evermindful the cold.
II. clouds beached upon the evening. you camp amidst the dull surround of dream – cloud-walking, fire-walking, wavelets muffled beneath your toes sea-walking dream: petal of your heart’s wild gravity. divine the dawn afresh. a remnant moon bleached coral above the west. Continue reading “birthday promise”
hereabouts it began, the coming to whatever was around me, the step in of sun through glass, the scrawled stick-voices of birds in the hedge, and scratchings of their feet on iron roof, the tastes bright as formica, the touches on leaves, a nose into flowers, and later, whichever way to school you took a steep run uphill, the wind’s violin at your back dancing Continue reading “aquarelle”
trenched in to my grandfather, William ‘Pop’ Rumble
you went to
you came back.
there were i heard from mum just once
places in your
mind you never
trod in day
might wake in them
caught in mud
the screaming of
men and shell. the least said you would have lesser, so the less she told us.
you kept the
war from us,
a good soldier
to the core, Continue reading “trenched in”