Poems

New Poem: ‘I Am?’

I Am? In a corridor she turns among elbows and bags, asking among songs and candles he turns inside himself asks too while standing, boardside desks arrayed with demanding eyes she wonders just as he must have as all must have – still do – the singular searching piercing interrogation even God Almighty even the one of

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New Poem: ‘History’

‘History’ Living life online constantly searching and browsing and yes, having been so long an Internet Explorer, I now find myself occasionally crashing and stalling pressing back, lamenting that life isn’t Chrome smooth or one nice long Safari, thinking I could make all things well if I could click back through life munching cookies selectively

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New Poem: Poetry, Today

Today, perhaps, out of the air words will fix and form crystallised droplets from the swirling currents of the lexicon above. And today, perhaps, from the rivers within that wash past couplets in spinning eddies, slow sheets of solid forms will edge their way across finger-thin connections. Today, stamping in hoar frost, perhaps all that

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The House Guest | Moving on, in time, from grief

Grief is a strange acquaintance, someone all of us will meet some time, and need to spend time with. It’s a relationship often held in private, but I’ve wanted to talk here a little about it in public, if just to let some air in and perhaps resource others, especially when the time comes to gently

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Happy Birthday Nic – a poem of thanks

Happy Birthday Nic – this bright morning, mourning that we cannot offer you presents for your presence is the one thing we would give anything for. You are absent, yet here is our present: our future each year from now, to take the past and shake from its laden branches all the gifts you once

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New Poem: Dimmer

Dimmer All this time spent on small swipes and hand gestures miniscule thumb movements small digits knitting together such thin threads in hope of warm touch. A life, dim lit in cars, alone and on trains with blue teeth chattering into the elsewhere, wondering, in the small part of somewhere how friendship became…this. (c) KB

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New Poem: Dawn Chorus

Dawn Chorus Ok! Alright! I hear you! I know the light has come again, little sparrow… did you think, perhaps it mightn’t? We talk in a very superior way of bird-brains and scoff mockingly, at your joy-song at each dawn-break as if you thought it was some daily miracle that the light has come again…

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There Is No Resurrection…

Life, After Death. There is no resurrection only life, after death: after death, the resurrection, in time, of life, drawing vigour from one that has passed and refusing to let them pass without their last blessing. His favourite verse: ‘Jacob was left alone, and a man wrestled with him til daybreak.’ ‘The man said “Let

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National Poetry Day | New Poem: Phases

Phases Hard to say how many moons more will rise and fall and grow and die before he wanes for good. Through diminishing slits now his light is reflected: shadows seep quietly, inexorably, across a greying surface where life once teemed. Body-blows and craters; the sun struggles, gravity weakens; there is no more breath, then

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New Poem: The Transit of Venus

The Transit of Venus Mute rocks and burning suns fall, unknowing, from their blind orbits into dumb alignment. Through dark glasses we gaze up and wonder in wonder at these far symmetries, projecting onto heaven’s canopy untold desires for order amid the spinning choas. Venus, we call her, is in her transit. In our blindspots

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