I remember the last time they made me listen to the haunting rhythm of life I heard the purposeful staccato syncopation of your grandfather’s swan song vhoop vhoop vhoop Can you hear it, the sonographer asks now but I was instead coiled in a stupor, like sitting at The Hatter’s table in several layers of […]
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Hammersmith & City
Now again I remember you capacious, the smile, Hammersmith & City a woollen scarf, the colours of Autumn eyes beaming like the sunshine from a film where’re you from? you asked my coffee spills, big lady pushing at Euston Square it’s alright you said, laughing nervously Press pause. Rewind. I will evoke this on […]
The Waltz of Spring
It’s a sunny day in Camden, and I walk with a gait like a star in a play there’s a song playing somewhere, I think it is Blondie from back in the day I know all the words, it’s a song I could write but never reveal so I hide in the tune, thoughts that […]
Matador
I’m the devil with the horns and this is the pain in my eyes look, look I am done with forgiveness I would like to pierce you deeply, one more time before I go before your friends applaud as you kill me for the last time come, let us dance then matador in a […]
Places I’ve Been
Places I’ve Been (click me to go there)
Love is Blinding
Someone said if I looked hard at the sun, you’d be there. but the vision has been a kaleidoscope… ….haze..daze…hallucinogenic… so I waited till I sobered up, because I thought reality would be a prism of colour. But I was wrong. I see nothing. The sleeping pill has dreamt itself out. I’ve woken up now […]
Knee Deep in Love
So if I were knee deep in a river of passion you’d think I’d be scared of the torrents and run? Maybe I am scared. But if I have undressed and am naked I might as well bathe. Let the river carry me where it will Let it rise, let it flow, let it gush […]
The Joshua Tree
I wasn’t sure if I had walked out of a reverie Paul Simon’s National guitar was riffing off the radio as Kerouac whispers to me words bummed in my head The long, long road dropped into the Death Valley California Route 190, Mojave Desert I wasn’t sure if it was Hemingway who said this but it […]
My Best of 2013
Ageing is a wondrous, eclectic, beautiful thing, to wit, a balding, greying man starting the day with Daft Punk, then singing along to Lorde in between morning meetings, before turning to the 30-something wisdomesques of The National as the sun sets over Nairobi, before going home to the swinging voice of Michael Bublé. Youth limits your choices, age expands your frequency […]
20/20
Even with perfect hindsight we would properly make a sumptuous mess given all the years again a cat-and-mouse painting of delightful colour an elixir of youth to be drunk slowly, and then lived as we did, we pleasure seeking lotus-eaters venturing for energy and acceptable gods and then sending wish-you-were-here postcards over the hills and […]
Habibi
I loved you, so I allowed madness take the heart to its furthest bounds to take the beatings and tempests that were the fruits of this desire and then release you little bird, to follow the mirage of peace that you seek, to the furthest cloud where perhaps you might see that what I had […]
Mountains
They seem smaller goals now Kilimanjaro and Batian like the gods we made in our image a dozen years away from the college dreamers who would flag peaks and keeps paths open virile hopes preaching ambition, reaping the wind of a thousand hills but we don’t talk anymore our glittering successes just plastic mounts for […]
The One About Why
Poetry is the sea when it washes ashore a furtive whisper, I write of it my only love but ask me not anymore The sea hides in her bosom many lives–fishes and red coral- bloody wars of ripping sharks and hidden treasures, eels and darkness enchanting creatures and violent storms the sea steals, the sea […]
Pater
April 8 I would have called you today and it would have been our usual are you well, it’s been good, the things you did that I should never do have you heard from your brother? he’s fine ask him to call a silence would then follow, a deep hollow silence that is now a labyrinth […]
Epilogue
In the dark of night you wished hard to be naught content with your comfortable options in mediocrity my love irrelevant, my words superfluous how strange it felt, how strange In the narrative of love, I have bled to dot having lost the battles in the war for reciprocity my love redundant, my loss […]
To Miss Liz
I want to let you know that it’s your fault that I never paid attention to your piano lessons. You hushed the boy’s words and never heard his dream. ‘Learn your key movements’, ‘raise your palms silly boy’, ‘practice the piece on page 76 till you can play it without looking.’ Boring boring boring. […]
Blankets & Indifference
They’re at it again, like chokoras with misspelled placards making trouble, did you see them? We were driving to go pay for the licence at City Hall and I had to roll up the car window I was sooo scared They were sooo wild shouting like raving loonies That’s why I hate going to the […]
Swimming Lessons
Aziz held my hand, as I waded, a five year old duck coming of age, deeper we walk, balancing, as the blunt edges of the reef’s coral were poking my virgin soles. Remember, he said, just let yourself float, close your mouth and – gwalop a wave hits my face and passes over the top […]
Remorse
Here in a photo album beside the bed you will find your long-ago friend way back when he had just begun to read the book, when he was young with youth, dancing in the flamboyant air, walking in flamenco steps, hosanna, hosanna, my messiah is come. If I could dry him in the sun, […]
No Added Sugar
Sometimes it’s not so sweet, But to squeeze any more would taste like lemon I’m not always so nice, I know, But look, I saved your number, and your birthday, And between sips of water I say your name. Coriander is my favourite herb. Life is a broth brewing with disappointment, Take it, with […]
Happy is a Label at the back of your Coat
History’s a tale somebody was told Wisdom are teeth that grow when we’re old Age is just a number, of stone and ice Truth is so boring, we’d rather the lies We worship our hopes, that we call God Peace is a state at the edge of a sword Life is a house that hasn’t […]