Month: April 2011

Kikyuu for Shay When I was born I could not speak Japanese Half way to the shuffling off I still cannot Speak Japanese. On the other side from you In so many ways I stand on my head Eat no meat in the land of utu and the barbie Godzone and long white cloud Am […]

Blind Journeys For my Dad ~ ANZAC Day ~ 25 April, 2010 10486 Pte John Walker Matheson The old man sat In that room of his In that chair of his And he must have thought ‘What the fuck was that all about?’ Maybe not in those words As he didn’t use those words Not […]

Violets Spring/Fair/Unpolluted You can sense him in his house At the end In the garden Reeking of Susannah’s herbs and potions John Hall’s pretense Her real man Grabbing Staining her sheets Cuckoldry coming home to roost To rest Aching with whatever killed him The Ague He loaned (in perpetuity) to Falstaff The anguish of old […]

Six Haiku … LOVE INERT Rocks splinter under ice Winter’s coil wraps me today Love, inert, in that crevasse Monday, 25 April 2010  JIGAI – JUMONJI GIRI Spring rain mists the face Reconciles, Sakura petals fall There will be no tears Friday, 30 April 2010  ENDSONG Leaves fly in spring winds, It is right to die […]

Washing of Hands … Water boiling Under canvas Little Malaya (Pissing down) With minor surgery Planned Some clumsy grunt Through a windscreen Glass To be removed Cuts Sutured I wash my hands in the prescribed manner In the prescribed manner I wash my hands I must avoid spreading infections I must cleanse my hands before […]

Excelcis Gloria I’m going to include some stuff I wrote in the ’70’s from a ‘slight book of verse’ called They Don’t Give the Keys to the Cuckoos. The small house is white And the blue shutters give it A colonial look The gate creaks And the path is overgrown slightly The door opens And the light […]

Exorcism 1 ~ Mission Bay for Alistair Campbell Rangitoto Giant breast Nibbled by OK’s And Lasers You hide from me The horizon Grey Easter And my resurrection Is memories You playing, mad dogs And never a care In late autumn In the sad sea Tide racing west Five days with your Frenchman Your almost week […]

Esprit émouvant de Coeur Nothing matches The sense that you were there The soft touch of your cheek on mine The warmth of you Near Your knowing laughter  Void Now In the dull morning air Scar on scar Remain Flesh opened Esprit émouvant de Coeur Warm on my cheek Flows In vain … Valentine’s Day Auckland […]