Sunday, 26 February 2012

Cut off Point

Cut off
I'm the corner of the pools coupon
a basin haircut
a tag on the inside of a new jumper
and the frost bitten extremity of an age old explorer

Cut off
I'm the taped recording of a number one song
an unknown pocket phone call
the test fire-alarm ringing
and a branch overhanging
in a neighbours yard

Cut off
I'm a thought distracted
at the end of this poe..












**Let's not cut each other off any more.

Saturday, 18 February 2012

Raised Bed

A citrus sky shames us
and bleeds down on us
Sitting on the backdoor step
I'm the expectant child
in this relationship
insecurely balanced
between inside and out
watching you plot
making a raised bed for yourself
A wall of dry stones
around your feelings
soft soil packed densely inside
Effort is given passionately
to arranging seeds
yet, unlike this one
nothing grows in our raised bed