Thursday, 25 October 2012

To James Bond

Many a theme song
bangs-on about love;
‘Never say never again’
‘She loves you - yeah, yeah, yeah’

but it’s more than a missing
when romance turns off;
a desire for a person
can cloud into tears

and it’s not quite right
this quality – love or desire -
let’s not make it pretty

as I twist in the night
(quiver a heartstring)
welling up from fire;
love can feel shitty

and, so, Mr Bond
distract us with sex;
institutions are saved
when your balls lead you on

but pick up a hand,
soften your looks,
for to love and be loved
rescues women and men.

Monday, 22 October 2012

Time in St. Ives

Outside, the wind’s a howling beast,
more unpredictable than dragons
and water lifted from the sea
washes blue sky grey.

Off shore, a killer sea
waves out – then in – predictably
and moon time people crab along
from blinking caffs and shops.

Caressed by sun, clockwork town;
a timepiece ticking on.