Long Trundles Poems

DIARY NOTES : Mad-House Maths

March 30th., 2018 - Another day sets in Paris

The home-bound Octogenarian trundles from the Mall's town centre
Back laden with the day's shopping
His hands numb from clutching load-packed plastic bags during the...

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Advertising triolet poem with narrative:


 Toyota Revo
(triolet)

A four-wheel drive,even purchased as second-hand
Still runs smoothly and safe, never trundles around
With its superlative engine, mileage is grand
A four-wheel drive, even purchased as second- hand.
Best gasoline saver, once...

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Herons fragment the mist,
appear and disappear while remaining motionless.
The skiff rocks as a coal barge trundles past.
A dewy sky shivers.

Nowadays he just sits in a boat looking at Ohio.
This morning the sun reached the top...

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Neath shimmered strings of starlight’s breeze, crepuscular in night
on trodden soil he lay with slumbered eyes.
Lashed to oak, his chestnut mare in dream just out of sight
snaps free as lightning flashes; flares the skies.

Bounds to...

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I wrote some quick notes about the journey on foot from the train station to the art gallery with a view to making it into a poem later. I may do that, but here are...

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A day in June.
Tuesday.
Week’s worst day!
Twenty to five.

A wintry sun,
Low in the sky,
Casts long shadows,
Emits no warmth.

I’m in a dorp
With tired shops,
Bank and church,
GPO and a Court.

Tucked together
Along a street,
With bumpy tar
And dusty holes.

Now and...

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About the end of times when
Carts were hauled by Shires,
Coal was king and homes
Were heated by open fires,
A seemingly huge dark figure
From my early childhood days
As he drove his horse and cart
Through the country byways
From...

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NOTE-Right now Scotland is suffering it's worsed winter since 1963.The severe 
weather has put the whole country at a stand-still..... 



Polar bears in kilts, it's now minus fifteen.
Ice cube cars and wellies and our frozen...

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I went to sleep lonely 
And woke up the same
Hopefully I'll shake off
This new, acute pain
My good day last week
Seems very much in the past
I'm maybe just fed up
Or perhaps sinking fast
I've been here before
I'll...

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It telepaths in from Zelenium 3,
Which orbits a binary star,
Having the advantage of being,
In telepathic terms, not so very far.

The host robot stirs
As it becomes a whole 
Neuronic circuits active
As the visitor takes control.
Sensors adjusting
So...

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You are alone on a deserted island that has been filled with overgrown fruit 
and bare essentials.  The water is so clear you can use it as an honest mirror 
of truth.  Over...

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Noise, Noise, Noise
That’s all I ever hear
It’s getting so loud and intrusive, that I begin to fear
How much more noise can my ears take
As I live in fear for my mental state

What happened to the...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part One

Lone gold Venus nears the sickle moon in the late autumn sky
She lies naked dreaming with one leg tucked under her thigh
The pallor of her silvery skin simmering...

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Waterfalls of colourful lights 
pour from your heart into mine 
as a read across the page. 
I long for the feeling of your 
hand in mine while I sit alone. 
The world stops turning 
as...

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"I shall be telling this with a sigh" 
                          ...

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All night unto dawn
a gentle sweetness – a soft rain
a comforting...
slow dreaming droplets
in a watery falling.                   ...

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All night unto dawn, a gentle sadness,
a comforting...
a dreaming rain falling,
as the world recalls its ancient roots.   
               
I...

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How busy, busy is the life
Fat-arsed but Oh so humble Bumble Bee
He has no worries. What a simple life
Unhappy. How can he be?

He trundles round my garden where my roses grow
He is so gentle and...

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Handle bundles and trundles of amity with dignity
Despatch patches and batches of blues and queues of odium
Welcome pockets and sockets of hope and humility
Above all, fertilize fields of favour and faith on God’s podium.

Despatch patches...

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The yellow and black caterpillar
concertina’s around my wrist.
Around and around my wrist it trundles
on those stumpy limb nubbins
neither veering left or right.

It’s a creature unaware of distance
and so must constantly search
for nearness.
Wherever its fuzzy head...

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[starboard port]

the ocean—an onyx plate predawn—
somnambulant ships preen with a swag of
warning lights

massive hulls: cargo ships, flotillas, tankers,
passenger liners loll; red lights buss
the somber slate of sky—spangled strings of 
bawdy bulbs on the riggings—pole dance
beside...

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This cute little creature trundles along,
He cannot speak, nor sing a song,
He cannot run, for love nor dime,
Nor decipher day from the nighttime.
To labor the point, he can barely see,
He only wishes to be free....

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HER FALLEN HALO 

This fallen halo trundles on way down the road 
Leaving in it wake the rays of sparks bestowed

Had she even noticed the glow above her head
Now parted from her, no longer lit,...

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deep sigh ...
expels sadness
picture window filled
with city lights, waltzing
the park trundles out below like
a black tongue, tasting ...
lights there, too, scattered like fireflies
'til they meld into more sparkled structure
breast of metropolis, bejeweled
dangling upward to tickle...

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All night unto dawn
a gentle sadness
a comforting...

there is a dreaming rain falling
it is younger than morning mist
it is the first and last teardrop
as the world recalls its ancient roots.

I rest in the backwash of my...

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