There’s a song that’s sung
In the gutter of daydreams
Softer than moonshine
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Archive for January, 2012
Softer Than Moonshine
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, haiku, modern poetry, moonshine, new poetry, poems, poetry blog, poetry examples, song, surreal poems on January 29, 2012 by dcWooden Fruits
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, lost love, modern poetry, new poetry, poems, poetry blog, poetry examples, short poem on January 26, 2012 by dcThe improvised songs,
Boiled kettles,
Lazy Sundays in bed
With the biscuit sweats
And papers,
That painting
By the wardrobe
Of Adam and Eve
Pre-apple,
The kind of love
That closed doors
And found islands,
It was all there
Lined up
And ready
To be shot at.
They were sold
On make believe.
Young love
Is wasted on the old.
The Digital Zeus Escape
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, contemporary poetry, digital, modern poetry, poems, poetry blog, poetry examples, surreal poems, UK poet, zeus on January 14, 2012 by dcWe synchronise
Eye crazes
On-line,
Off-line,
Wrestling the genius
And issuing declarations of love
As lonely dreamers design
Popular worlds,
Clouds
Familiar looking
And lost,
Undisturbed oceans,
They distribute sunglasses
With their parallels
And smile
Like they’re
Creating time.
There’s supermarket bulk,
Well purchased
And instant,
Celeb declarations,
New and widely prescribed,
A god-like nutrition
In almost existence.
We gather with great attention,
Intentions kind but belated,
We want to swap this planet
For something aggregated.
Together Forever
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, love poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poems, poetry blog, poetry examples, together forever, UK poet on January 4, 2012 by dcThey felt love
And it’s constant,
It was a bit like velvet
But electric
And endless,
Transitional blankets,
The white noise
Of happiness,
The tremors
Of special;
Even when they curdled
Like milk in the sun,
Pulled hair
Till it hurt
And skirted with sanity,
They knew they would
Wrinkle and tinkle
Forever,
Together
As one,
Fallen feathers
And sun.
