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Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Haiku Horizons #2



received your kind words
great cure for cuts and bruises
thank you very much




Sunday, August 10, 2014

Haiku Horizons



" Mrs Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself. Lucy had her work cut out for her "
"Mrs Dalloway gave parties to cover the silence "



another party
to cut the silence, she bought
the flowers herself

Friday, August 8, 2014

For The Weekend




chabrier drifts
from a sunroom jungle
the woman
sunglints on her silver foils
crosses the park
through the willow trees

the turquoise afternoon
dazzles to twilight
on seven shillings beach
dark mauve blue weed
entwining the orange nasturtiums

boats bobbing to the tinkle of halyards
chitter chatter from balcony barbecues
popping of corks clang of cutlery
lights and ferries gliding along
on a mirror neon red and blue

silvery laughter
the rustle of taffeta
soft slam of a sports car door
perfume flowers  crystal
summer night

Brief Melody


1991- 2010

Tyler Clementi committed suicide after his college room mate
secretly set up a web cam to spy on him having a homosexual encounter
and encouraged his twitter followers to view it on his f b. It went viral.


what did those midnight eyes
of yours see gazing into the webcam
titillating your dusky dirty mind
titters to twitter and facebook
feeding your malice
were you bored?
or
are you just a cruel sadistic f..K?


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Blood Sports

dverse; poetry jam; poets united; 3ww

As flies to wanton boys are we to Gods.They kill us for their sport. King Lear. Shakespeare.

homespun philosophy
on animal farm




all animals are equal
except some are more equal than others
de rules are not for everyone honee

dozey old bat
playing with her nutcrackers
cooking up a storm
of poffertjes pancakes
at home
for hansel and gretel
dreams of siegfried
tattooing  her arse
with a red dragon ( design)



lights up
like  a hiroshima mushroom cloud
at one of his smiles
the sniff of blood sport
sending her into a heady whirl




defeated
at the blood sport olympics
ferdinanda's mangled muddy corpse is
brought in on a wheelbarrow
the crowd goes wild (with joy)

thumbs up thumbs down
not necessary - d o a



he does it anyway for effect
avid for approval and adulation
living out
another rock star/batman fantasy





the liberated ice queen presents
little cups of orange flowers
and jonquils to the matador
awash in pride and blood splatter
Sploosh
here - grab a towel she says
& @#( *!% !!!


i'm telling my mother

metronomes
are handed to the crowd
a choir of tick tocks
faking heart beats

a confetti of
email and text message ticker tape
is released into the  air
a flurry of white

the old man stuffs
as many pieces as he can
into his underpants and pockets
(will glue together later )

his fix
his vicious kicks
the X file
a folder of ruin



cue card says Cry
crocodile tears
flow at the funeral

the cash a cheque for Jesus con man
plays homespun psalms
on nigel's violin and borrows
his hair style



cue card says Applause
flashing lights sirens
the blue car pulls up
the old man keeps on clapping




fall out
damaging
debilitating
devastating
dreadful


















Sunday, August 3, 2014

Haiku Horizons


Here is a short extract from Canon Andrew's Blog July 30 2014

Dear Friends,
Everyday we think that the crisis here cannot get worse and every day it does. Yesterday over 1500 people were killed and the Islamic state (formerly known as ISIS ) simply said we can do anything now The world is simply looking at Gaza.
http://frrme.org/canon-andrews-blog


Christians crucified for their faith


where is the justice
for the christians in iraq
and in syria

the world does not care
no media coverage
christians are passe

justice ,wishful thinking
an elusive fantasy
just an empty word

Rumba Down Under



poets pantry

etheree form







                                                          sweet
                                                          nonna
                                                   she makes clothes
                                                   loves rumba dance
                                                   lives near a train track
                                                 humming away at work
                                           she thinks of bright orange groves
                                           the white farmhouse and her pablo
                                      how she moved here for her children's sake
                                           how she will never fit into this place
                                                 they will prosper eventually
                                                   at least she has her family
                                                they all dance that's important
                                                  sometimes thinking of him
                                                         she wonders if he
                                                        would have liked it
                                                              living here
                                                               she thinks
                                                                    not