THE CUT

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poem, poetry, Universe

THE CUT

the Earth swallows
her children

maybe she thinks
she is a
giant serpent

needing to
fill that fat belly
with
those who
all that which

did not make the cut
did not
come up to scratch

does not
split the loaves
divide the fishes

turn
the light of
a candle
into
a billion stars

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IN PLATO’S GARDEN

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poem, poetry

IN PLATO’S GARDEN

a flower
never regrets

sweet,
precious moments

being what
it is

portraying
its true colours

to attract
the bee

and yet colour isn’t
exactly true, is it?

this we know
philosophically

MAMBA

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poem, poetry

MAMBA

you a cross
between
a vacuum cleaner
and streak of
lightning

you are
the distillation
of death

they should give
you honorary doctorates
in chemistry and
pharmacology

and when
the grey coffin lid
opens and you
look down
deep into
that throat of
black velvet

the Creator of the Universe
is having himself
a very
soft, dark laugh

TALE

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poem, poetry

TALE

saw Steve Irwin
dancing with
a black mamba

what a lethal
fandango
what a
tarantella

him such a
clever Aussie fella
such love
and respect for this
deadly snake

no unexpected sting
in the tail
of this tale

SURPRISE!

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poem, Universe

when it comes to Nature
I love green
sun bursts

plants that spread out their arms
explode like
stars
yell
“surprise!”

THEY

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arrogance, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, pride, Universe

THEY

they came
for the caterpillar
(such an astute metaphor)
for tarantulas
and the great white shark

but, sadly, alas,
for none of us,
not the brown,
the yellow, the black
the white

too much trouble
our day our night
our dark
our light

impossible to
separate them

SHOW ME

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poem, poetry

SHOW ME

let me out
show me
the door

or better,
draw me a window
where I can see
all those things that poems
are supposed to
be full of

Nature like a garden
a garden like Nature

streams whose murmuring
remind you this house
you have entered is
pure sound has
been constructed
out of words,
beautiful
words

a synonym for
these strange,
cryptic squiggles

EDGES

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poem, poetry, science fiction, Universe

EDGES

the alien
strolled through the
field amassing everything

reads the codes of everything
as they are manifested unto him

whilst I,
no complete stranger
to Biblical discourse, was
in the same field

thinking disjuncture at the juncture
hoping that I will take
something from our meeting
if meet we do, perhaps
even merging
a little at our margins, edges

SQUARE ROOT

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poem, poetry, science fiction, Universe

SQUARE ROOT

in the shadows
no one sees me

they have to
second guess

and the monsters
if they scream when I
write their bloody end

no one hears them
in space

no one can hear
your horror cliches

let the cell do its thing
split, divorce,
contest
best space

to do what best
biological beings speak
of being fruitful, multiplying

and what
is monster
but the Universe, Nature
at its most
feminine (you say), at
its come-check-it-out-yourself-Job
most creative

monster devouring
monster
ad infinitum
(give or take a
square root
or two)

this is the picture, my mosaic at best
constantly changing, amending itself

asking, demanding
you

second guess

HOMEWORLD

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poem, poetry, Universe

HOMEWORLD

Tell me about your homeworld
for I have travelled
space and time and found
only dust
and darkness

planets that caved in under
the weight of their worst ideas

tell me
how rich the earth, what
strange and
alien beauty grows there

for what I touch
in my world, poisoned
by my every thought,
turns to
silica, turns
to ash

I listen as you speak, the tones
of your language so
very different to speech terrestrial

am mystified, am
swept away

things in each alien word linked
to your seas, your skies, the
suns that
circle each other
in your system

all having resonance, rhythm

a music that my
dead home, dead planet

never
got to know.