The Word Cowboy

Out with no phone -
out without
that device which is
my ready-coiled rope -

a slack spiral - a bracelet
looped into a throwable
lifeline - unknottable -

loose for when needed -
for my amateur attempts
to lasso my lawless
thoughts -

Each born-weak twine
twisted over many
weak-born twines -
into a . . .

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A Moment – Now

In bed - laid on the edge of tears -
but we all are deteriorating -
so these are self-pitying tears
barraged by
this slow use of bagged words -

and you hum a short phrase
as the mobile phones light
our thicker faces

before drawn curtains -
still excluding the morning
and holding . . .

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Latitude

Our eucalyptus tree
is now my distant
Australia -
Our olive tree
is now my recent Israel
and in-between -
in our English garden
of other imports -
our thirsty plants
look more suited
to wetter climates -
they limp without
the pull and whip
of overnight water -
English summers
play redefined dates . . .

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Mr Murray

Sitting with Mr Murray in February sunlight -
under new blue skies - we met at a word church
which boasts a blue plaque for Mr William Hutton -
Bookseller - the first Historian of Birmingham -

Mr Murray's words sweep the clean streets -
You know .. We could be anywhere in . . .

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Thursday – Overground to Euston

We travel sober through London Bridge - below
brick arches - on roads cowered by glassy heights -
Our cabbie blasts bent-to-smartphone bodies
back from near-hits on red-man crossings -

it seems that Londoners have now forgotten
how to see the threats beyond their implements -
We now live hand-to . . .

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How to Stay Married

One way to want
to be somewhere
is to not be there -
to be sitting at
a distance -

All good marriages
encounter difficulty
which stew into
common indifferences

and then sour
as spite and low esteem -
that being the natural order
of such things -

but we have halted nature -
we . . .

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And Disorderly

He visits lost priests
to mumble-in-vain
for what?
His loose-lip prayers weave
over tremble-woven fingers -

This is the church -
this is the steeple -
look inside
and see the people -

God's gatekeepers
cannot force the bolts -
not slammed
gavel-struck ones -
so he carries his sentence . . .

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The Colour of Spring

There a flash - yellow -
clowning in mid-February -
our foolish
fault - a false overwintering
for spring-tricked innocents -

bringing slow recalls
of others' tales of good luck
indicated by such arrivals -
or was it about good times -

or was it about
a sure proximity of death?
Leviticus found leprosy
in . . .

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