Friday, 29 December 2017

Extract from 'BARBARITY': On Bourke Street

The blue sky is a forlorn face
With fleeting frowns of grey smoke
Cigarettes smudge under expensive soles
Hungry seagulls await their donation 
Patient like homeless men

A pigeon exploits of a tree its nest
Like humans build 
Of those boxes of concrete 
Their opulent homes
Trees dispel their leaves
Like angry mothers
Abandoning their young

Two street musicians
Busking on a busy track
Heads askew 
A burden on unhinged shoulders
Untamed hair 
Obeys ferociously
The dictation of the wind

Distressed clothing
Unclean boots, untied laces
Fresh- shaven faces
A thirst for beer

Gold and silver currency
Shimmer under the generous sun
Lie scattered atop 
The red velvet lining
Of a yawning guitar suitcase

A mobile audience
Judgmental and restless 
Affluent men forging their influence 
Bourke Street or Wall Street
Finders, keepers, capital rules 

People who charge after trams
People who flee from them
People who enter and exit the mall
Tall men with short character
Short men with short tempers

A folk with a fedora 
Struggles to assimilate 
Into a hatless crowd 
People who people the city
For the city’s sake

Uniform buildings
Primitive architecture 
Black and white flags
Flung in the air
Claim their territory 
For David Jones

One musician takes a break
The other goes on solo 
An autopilot
Stomps his feet
To the rhythm of silence avoided

The retired musician 
Surveys his assembly
He sends his hand to the forefront
An umbrella for his eyes
Saluting the sun

Upon Bourke Street
Satisfaction lies 
But within 
The red velvet premises

Published by Meritz Press (2017) 

'The Blind Man's Meal' by Pablo Picasso (1903)

'The Blind Man's Meal' by Pablo Picasso (1903)

Friday, 8 December 2017

Hallucinations Amongst The Revel

Do you realise that the weather is possibly very ill
Like fully sick
Of your small talk
As well as much as your companion
Who cracks a smile for compassionate sake
By their distraction of frantic silence
Endurance is the impression of respect
That you can expect
From your friend
Honest or alleged

There is enough room to roam around your head
An opaque conclusion
Slipping through a hole in a loop
That circulates
Through diluted pupils, that signal
The violence via fluorescence 
Blue, delicate but dry
Suspended beneath a homogenous brow
Thick with the dew of affectation

Enough to evoke
A gust of oppressed laughter
Petting what’s left of the sanity
Guarding through a gap of ignored fragility
Your brain that ponders will collapse
Eventually, inevitably harsh
That death ought never occur
Under a son’s supervision 
Should it anyway
As it may
On a summer’s day

Dying, ought never be understood
Through light pronunciation, flamboyant speech instead
Is right those searching for lips
But see all mouth
Cracks up my god
Recruit the messenger
Appropriate who submits regarding the rubric above 
All send forth

Thus the message: 
That life here outdid itself 
On the train track
Or a balcony four-star, or otherwise, anyhow
May the corpse come collect celebration
Vouch to get
Ticked off

A roll of vouchers 
On sympathetic grounds
You have qualified for a flower
Have a rose
Have some irony

Sunday, 15 October 2017

Publication of 'BARBARITY' on Kindle

The print publication of my debut poetry collection entitled 'BARBARITY' has been succeeded by its Kindle rivalry and is now also available from Amazon worldwide.