Daylight Saving

Summer rain
Caught the eye
Of a passing stranger
At 5:25 pm
Angles to the
Ascecnding municipal skies.

At a dark-made-light
Staircase:
Two minds elapsed
Looking backwards
On a shared past of
Phosphorescent
Twilight youth encounters.

Our man up-high
Took a deep breath
And welcomed in the
Warm becoming day.

An early evening light
Caught his mind
As it stretched
Across the months
To come.

Photographically images
Fell in rain
And blue flaking leaves
Of spring
Set expecting.

He shook the future
From his mind
And whispered back
'come again: homeward friend.'

Stank

Again being unfortunate or unusual
In taking
A sound word
Into properties termed
Explicit

He was a pioneer
Of unusual feeling
Among dissatisfied
Urban rate payers.

Feel the fabric
Said Clive:
It is enough.

Sticky

Sticky buns, Sticky buns, Sticky buns!

…

She sat
On a shared chair
Called a sofa
Resting her legs
On my crotch

And teased
Ice cream
Out of the pot

Iron Out

Iron out the iniquities
Of sweet Thursday mornings
Spent unemployed
And sipping empty
Coffers
At the Starbuck’s Hilton
Level 2

Undressed I saw the creases

Took a moment to familiarise myself
With: charming lady
Of Oriental dispensations

In a back street in soho
Where someone I once stood next to
Wandered off

Chasing the words of my dream
In her heart.

Peterhof

A heart in pounding progress
On the morning of our dreams.
Seduced by sights and rising
Schemes
-- she carried on her wings.

Agincourt

Sweet Agincourt
O where is love?
I look in heart
I look above

Sweet Agincourt
My love, my time
A bead in hope
I seek to find.

O Agincourt
O where art thou?
On prisms dreams?
The minds of sow?

Sweet Agincourt
Sweet Time, sweet now
For peace in Love
We wonder how…