Long Tinkers Poems

A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on a dare to be won or lost 
till it became...

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Galactic Strings or Void of Space?

A poem’s akin to a necklace, one fashioned
of water-worn pebbles (from rarest of realms),
stone cold truths tumble-polished, love’s chord weaves together.
Do fossilized beads left behind in Life’s wake
spark faint hint...

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*Image of Child Sad Suffering provided by Pixabay.

Not Of This Earth
Poetic Form: Narrative

Asymmetric mistrals warp speckled vaporous pallidness toward rhythmless voids. Obviates an evacuating azure as a midday star pivots to a twilight qualm. Numinous...

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I love listening to Bach on late evenings, especially his flowing ‘Ave Maria’,
just as I like tuning in to Schubert’s ‘Ave Maria’, far too many Ave Marias!

Nothing compares to Beethoven’s ‘Moonlight Sonata', it’s simply beautiful;
George...

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Life so complicated, so vindicated
Life never so simple in the dimple
Smiling, pining, piling up pressure in indicated
Moments and torments in a pesky pimple

Germinating on a face hitherto serene
Driven bonkers when complication that conquers
Spaces and territories...

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May 1974

Why do you need to waste your time today
Writing an elegy no one will read?

Add the half-cent to the cent
And text to shivering text
For you were born to text
And save-

But let her be 
She’s...

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A song to sing

With a hither and a dither
A mighty river
The troubled brows of people pour

Blinkers, tinkers and many non-thinkers
Flood rushing down washed up shores
A surging roar!

A song for sure, we should not endure

Soaring high...

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Matchstick Bikes 

To tinkers and toilers 
     I salute, 
From mending boilers 
     to weaving jute, 
Man and boy 
     for generations, 
I...

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It’s the beginning of best tinker week! Get up! Let’s go! Wake up! Come on!
The rest of the family has already gone!
I jump out of bed, excited of course, who will be the fastest? The...

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My hubby is a techno genius; he can fix anything that was made, at any time.
Yesterday he fixed my vacuum, for the hundredth time, from Nineteen-sixty-one.
And guess who was watching intently: yes, our friendly basement...

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When love is not enough
The bird of love sits in a gilded cage, sometimes
it gets out and flies in search of mischief.
Anton, a young student from a middle-class family
sat in a crowded café drinking a...

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Lovers have each other so they, 
will never have to be alone.
A king has his tall stone castle, 
where he can sit upon his throne.

Musicians have their instruments, 
and a singer will have a song.
Religions...

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Music by Rickard Linde..

I’ve crossed a collapsed bridge
I sleepwalk the landmine fields
I hold the keys to toppled doors
I’m told by the ceaseless winds

My world turned into dust
A cast of rust numb to pain 
My heart...

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It’s a double-shot espresso at midnight
Where you filter my dreams into
Have-beens and maybe-nots
And I feel so alone

It makes me shiver upanddown my spine
The lone lines left in the vacant lies 
You abridged me with

It’s the...

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Doubts.
Do people come to you and say,
Are you sure that life was that way?
Is it possible that your memory is wrong,
Allowing you to sing this mournful song?
No one really has lived like that they say,
Surely...

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My wooden dappled rocking horse
Chomping at the bit
Eyes deranged with fearsome fire
Does make my stomach flit
And whilst we race
At perfect pace
Within the purple yonder
No time to sit on laurels dear
Blow dandelions nor ponder

In hot pursuit
And...

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It's been way too long since my last lay
With a blue skirt girl on the westward bay
I couldn't delay my sport and had to pay
For the tinkers under the sun's last ray.

Her hands were crafty...

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fair day

tinkers came this morning 
out of the melting  sun
like a rainbow in a cloud of dust
their caravans noisily come

music swirled about them
and women's ribbons flew
in their coal black hair red roses
still wet with...

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Here I stand on the front lawn for all gawking passersby to see;
A convenient spectacle on which neighborhood dogs choose to pee!
I try to keep my cool (so to speak) as people make sport of...

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Of Roma blood, gypsy am I, black of skin and eye
fair Dooriya named for the sea which calls to me.
For tribe and violin, I live, to God alone, I cry.

The road is home and children...

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in the shop with hardware and bits of wood
can make almost any man feel useful, good

a screwdriver, a drill, some papered sand
away from day-to-day, simply out of demand

just tinkering around with piddling things
the easy satisfaction...

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A fairy boy tinkers with fine little toys
under the gills of a Grand Shaggy Mane.
Protection is granted to fine fairy boys
Coprinus Comatus they called it by name.

WIth rustles of grass he peers out from its...

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(Dedication: For Ann, at Easter)


Mind with whole heart, mind feeling still;
Yield to good cheer, yield to clear light;
Sense subtle art, sense sensuous fill;
Trust tact to steer, trust truth to sight;
Intuit sure start, intuit bold will;
Charm...

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I am a dreamer
A thinker of thoughts
A devout reader
One who tinkers with words?
And laughs at their form
Or cries at their sense

I am a man of my word
I’ll say what I do
And do as you say…
With...

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Whilst in space 
Slow-moving pace
Musical trilling tinkers
Tantalising sensations
Personally provocatively 
Gently guiding me further
Deeper to a blissful state
Enchanting euphoric energies
Swirling and whirling within, without
Where sparkling lights shimmer
Illuminating brighter
Gazing in awe the striking beauties reflecting light
These moments...

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