Archive for December, 2011
Lately, Things Have.
I woke this morning and it had gone
Where before one silver starfish had clung
To my left ear, was a hole like a jaw drop
Punchdrunk shocked at its sudden loss
On my right wrist are stitched the co-ordinates of a once broken bone
This. Is. How. We. Map. Out. Our. Losses.
On a North bound bridge
The murals of kids- all yolk yellow sunshine and sandpits-
Are lost by sprayed verbs that riot every quiet corner.
Up against such walls I felt I knew
the adjective of spine but lost its noun.
Half smoked smokes lighthouse the night path
Of the common cum graveyard.
Words on the go
Slip away like the graveyard playground’s swings
Carry voices in the wind.
Lost reception on the mobile phone
So you’ll never know how I told you in low tones
“I’m sorry for calling so often,
I missed you and cried in public”
Next to our house in the middle of the street
The broken brick flapping heap next door
Makes our road a startled bracelet torn
Dusk creeps fledgling on, until:
Particles stop behaving as particles
and start behaving as waves.
Later. Primrose buds and magnoilia
Emulsion grips the balcony.
Rain grows sinewy.
And we seem
To bubble and froth apart
Like tarmac under heat
When you return home late
And shake your starfish wet hair over me.
Just finished a three week run of ‘Noah’s Ark’ at the “wonderful” (says Joanna Lumley) Blue Elephant Theatre. Fantastic reviews from the press and, more importantly, the children who came to see it. Future projects alreday in the pipeline… Playing the violin, singing, and playing several different animals was a great challenge. Audio clips to follow…