Absence Abc Poems

The Valley of the Forbidden

Sat under an oak in the valley of the naked woman
admiring her rounded breasts, a malevolent oak
took offence, not that I...

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Gratitude

He is not here today, the mantle he wrapped
around his bony shoulders, when there was a chill in the air
is carelessly flung on the sofa
A zephyr...

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Angry Conifers

Trees in the avenue
have a weird sense
of humor
Long roots cracking up
finely laid cobble stone 
pavement
Slightly bent easterly
give pain in the lower
trunk
The younger trees
bleat about...

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Man and his dog

He awoke under the bed, and it had been his birthday
drinking champagne, eating Danish pastry, and smoking Havana cigars
He walked into the...

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The Wardrobe 

I opened the wardrobe door 
There they hang, suits and trousers
worn so long, looking pale
copies of my figure
This can't go on, in a...

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Horn Music

In the late forties and middle fifties 
horn music and military marches tunes
were often parlayed in the town's park 
and we lived nearby and...

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The conference 

I had gone to a writer's conference
The room was full of authors only interested
in reading and pushing their book
I had brought a book called...

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A film star
It was not her creamy body that caught 
My attention, nothing unusual about it
Curvaceous, yes but going soft, it was 
Here eyes, in...

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Unwritten page
An unwritten page on a Word processor, I ought to leave it this way 
look and dream of what I could have written on...

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A Yellow silk scarf
He bought a yellow silk scarf at a second-hand shop
In Cheshire, the type actors were, when meeting for
A drinks party; the mirror...

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After the concert

Now, in the afternoon of my life
My thoughts are about love and romance
These pesky things are disturbing 
My tough exterior makes me soft...

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Winter of Discontent

Cloudiness has settled in the sky
An act of unpalatable truth of the kind
A summer sun easily hides 
Old dwellings are full of cracks...

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Gaza
The baby
Wrapped in a blanket
Looks at the camera
Emaciated face
Large eyes
Incomprehensively
Looks at me
I lower my gaze
Who is going to
Switch off
The killing machine
This harvester of 
Of death
Not...

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The Genetic pool 

I’m my father’s son, I carry his genes
He is a part of me that is inseparable
If I hate him, I dislike myself...

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Serenity

At the corner shop
They have sold out happiness 
On sticks 
They sell fresh bread
Also, plastic toys 
The greengrocer next door
Sell carrots, cabbage, and leeks 
But...

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