C.C.

Dust. In the dream it became summer and all the bad things were forgotten. We ran as high as the golden moon across the lost meadow. But this was my dream and as I turned and looked, the pink cotton dress had vanished And you were fading into a soft distant glow. I tried to reach for your hand, I... Sign in to see full entry.

Cats. Over a murky drawbridge in a futuristic dimension she walks fine-boned masquerading as the inevitable fantasy of one’s imagination. Crossing cloud and conversing rationally. Unwise criticism becomes ancient history. I stare into the paper that holds me to that thought And then; a cat spits, I... Sign in to see full entry.

He stands on a small bridge and looks down on the stream. He has a red carnation in his hand, it slips from his fingers. Stark. In these stark days I lie in her breast As unworthy as I can ever admit. Wishing to leave that place of rest, knowing that nature will have none of it. If only we spoke all... Sign in to see full entry.

Artist. He has the ability to allow his thoughts to dry on a white surface. I watch he becomes seated, I follow his eye. It soaks up the meadow grass and a reclining form. She is not his; he loses this memory and searches in warm colours. She cannot be taken easily and must rest innocently. This... Sign in to see full entry.

The Fuchsia. The time has come the gardener said, to analyse the flower bed. So taking notice, I decided as I chopped and hoed and tidied. And felt a slight chill as I weeded, because a ruthless streak was needed. Standard fuchsias are demanding, using space that is left standing. The heated... Sign in to see full entry.

Cut it Come on old chap I toast you reverently after summarizing the oddities of life’s conventional progress. We could try and bend the time line and show how eventually words conquer and can pierce this mess. I run with you across the strange dimension hardly pausing; spreading my thoughts like... Sign in to see full entry.

Pig --Sty -- no Star I was the dilling of the litter. When they cried, `All out, ` you see There was a pushing and a shoving. They did not wait for me. And when I looked around me, my head was in a muddle Each mouth was stuck in lovely grub, I only had a puddle. My larger siblings squeaked and... Sign in to see full entry.

Theory. You are leg tops below a buttoned unmarked neck top. Soft orange and lemon slices in milky slops. Berry smears and smoky sighs, peachy down, smoothed through dribbling juices and thighs that materialise netted. Clusters of snow fruit splitting. Down runs the daughter’s laughter. Hear the... Sign in to see full entry.

Ant. Big foot came down and stamped upon you mate. I sip less greenfly soup for tea and deliberate. Another friendly ant kicked from the nest. I scuttle round avoiding all the rest. The truth is you did feel different. But I did not plan for this event. The way to accept how the future would be or... Sign in to see full entry.

26/01/10 One time.. Afterwards we tried to remember it sliding past in colour. We had hurried through, each true emotion decidedly sombre. And we could have reached out for different reasons Time beseeched with flurries of blossom to aid decisions. It was like wearing a warm wonderful garment.... Sign in to see full entry.