Below are some of my earliest poems, starting around August 2025. They are not in precise order of publication. Peruse and enjoy.
Yearn of Plates
The rocks want to elide, but as too far, they sigh.
Come closer! They say, by struggle and grey -
they stay away.
COME HERE, they shift, not a small amount miffed.
One day, they say, one day, they say.
Under the Sun
You are like a new colour to me Mix of shine and brilliance Silksmooth and glee Merriment and warmth and twisting pink - what the sight does with and to and overneath me.
With ease you fill in Light shimmer, floating spin With splitting light you’re not there With splitting light you’re not there You’re not there you’re not there.
You are like a new colour to me Nowhere else are you can you - Spun from and out of the blue.
You are like a new colour to me And no one other than me can see.
Aphrodite The one who loves the one who covers she needs me to be me.
The love that shimmers the one who catches she that warms me.
I cannot leave without her eyes her curves to launch by.
Her sunny gaze has my whole to raise eyes closed with my open heart.
I don’t want her to leave as she is the world and without her life is bleak.
but we are each and each are we and when she might be gone - she’s there.
To Bounce Look all you like, you see, see what can you do when caught by me?
what can I do, but pierce with you and try to float between go through.
look all you like! I do not mind. It is only natural that I break your mind.
Out of my way, you see, see marinate on this when you leave from me.
Be not near, unless I favour I receive, and bounce and may never waver.
You see my eyes and break your step and pull and flip to beg my beck.
Floored When can I go to the centre of magic Firenze, Firenze I’d had it, but hadn’t.
Whirling around the centre of magic Firenze, Firenze by tumbled and battered.
When I was there brutalised, made clear Firenze, Firenze scrapped apart.
When can I go to the centre of magic? Firenze, Firenze oh when?
It took starvation exposure privation Firenze, Firenze in love.
No, Nothing (Psychic Deathrattle)
wise is no whys purpose in cries
desperate goodbyes but wise is no whys
do what you’re told wise is no whys
desperate goodbyes as the celebrant sighs
Ta Erotika
Mind soaring wake in Potidaea yet I won’t be stuck or sunk.
Nothing to be but still and cheer-y to wait and might as well.
Philosophy won’t escape from me yet and yet and yet.
Sharpening steels and harried meals
but my task?
To not forget.
Tearing waves negated pools doubts unfold refold.
I’m the “taunted brick” but grounded thick - tell me who dares to try.
Brothers din - no - blocks within. And nothing makes it found.
Feet are cold but I am bold. A blink? Go in. A blink? I’m gone. A blink. Brothers watch. A blink. Tomorrow we must go?
Now.
True Will
Remember you must die To never give or sigh
Forward trudge you must Forever shall you trust
Shadow queen on shoulder Forever you grow bolder
Trying ease on way Success guaranteed if stay
What is success, you ask? Care careening with your task
A task you picked for you The tightest shoe, on cue.
But perfect will it be If you simply sink and sleep
Into an easeful lull Sleepwalking to your cull.
Aurelian Fear
Fluoridate. Suppress. CRUSH that budding nest. More.
Temper all your power. For by all and single hour. You Tower. Above them. More.
CRUSH that budding view. That all sit. Beneath you. More.
Your static place will last simply if you slip away without fear. More.
Deadliest Catch
moral realism is true
but whats true for me, is not whats true for you.
one mans teacher another mans kill.
one daft whale consuming another deeply moral krill.
Love Worm
Bending to love the universe pulls.
Somewhere near - some toppled schools.
Grueling pull the universe banks.
Toppling good and bad - ‘twill give its thanks.
Catching time on its way.
There’s structure that it needs today.
One solemn paining joyful reprieve -
That when it lands ‘twill leave.
Putrefacts
Remove The rippling wrapping
Expose The mottled swelling
Receive The nasty wart
Digest The throbbing quart
Slowly Diminish it may
As Time gives away
Last - Eyes look up
It’s clean Shining silver
A Gleam Slicing gold
Luxuriate Gem magnets pull
Can wander The path you rule
It’s red to green - can you know what I mean?
Owner of Ease
Books and books
and books and books -
I own all of these.
In stacks and stacks
they grant me facts
I studiously know can
grant me ease.
Earliest morn my death was born as fire grasped my life. In strife the books had lit the night - my heart taut and tight.
Once burned I turned and cried and jumped. Oh what am I to do?
but then what’s seen - a smoky sheen by pulled all the way through.
Zealous much and by rebellion such I empty walked along.
Struggle-studious with open ears I came upon a song. I walked a circle tough and smooth for all the day ahead.
The circle told - voiceless bold - that what I can see, I can shed. Shook down with eyes shook off with lies, but what was left for me?
Life limber, shake anew. Well - it’s to stroll through coals with glee.
HUNGRY
spaghetti, spaghetti
eat it you must me letty
Something, Yes
Wise is no whys - every word a lie.
How may to do without verdant through?
Wise is one why Wise is one why though colour me shy; said with rose drenched sigh:
Wise is one why Wise is one why by that may will me only very few.
But - Wise is one why and it’s you.
ante freeze
Before what came to pass there was a lively class
Heraclitean pulse Godly endless white convulse
Before the stubborn hearse the correspondence curse
Aristotle thought in bed to desperately crop instead
Heraclitean purse thrown out, to humans curse.
Now we stick the sticking pretend to grip the picking.
But what flows cannot be STOPPED attempts but bubbles POPPED.
The world cannot be cropped to live in heady head be lopped.
Cancel Me, Cunts! You need only drown me once to please your every need.
You need but stab me - Dear Cunts. Make me bleed and I’ll follow your lead!
See - you could be the hero corpses at your feet.
Crimson knife in hand - as a killer you’re elite.
Unleash your moral force and act without remorse!
You act with loving kindness keep stabbing - reveal their blindness!
Consequences your crusade. Oh - look at the mess you’ve made <3
Love Stance
What you are is what you do what I do is love with you.
To love you - in every form love me thrice, anew unworn.
As circling bashful doves we coo another grant of fulsome woo.
And when our nests go clear, all fair I’ll tackle weight to find you where.
‘Where must I Lighten’
Where must I lighten - my head of rock?
Where can I write beyond what’s stock?
Notes and Notes - Bloat and Bloat
How, Best Venus will I surpass your moat?
**‘Pregnant phrase with no delays’ ** Pregnant phrase with no delays And possible pitch flows out for days
Fully formed it comes to me To share with ye, it comes ready
You want to write? Oh that’s trite - Volcano comes when not you might
The words that stay - turn away When you like to want them on your day
But trusting, know few, dance, no view - Then anything will come to you
Seek not juice, control not use And muses flow will drop their truce.
Stuck Neck Bass
Out of my case Wanting lace Desperate chase Can hear your face
With you - Time without waste With you - Life without haste With you - Safe out my case With you - World feel my bass
Affordance
Receive, Receive - the holiest word
The earnest mother comes for Her nested bird
as hug-arms open or as planted farm
The good mailbox waits for the Universal Ma’am
If you open, and bait fill empty, make state
The birds that crow shall not overwait
Though of rejectors that go Do Not Disturb
Her worm must bounce off tree to world
A She-Universe waits - creates, creates
But it’s you who stakes you bake your fate.
Wasteless There is a man of storied span unbridled unstartled wand’ring Mexican.
Life’d driven him between and through and hasn’t much but words fer you:
‘There is one thing you need to know It’s go, go, go, go and yet go!’
‘To look up, to know strife’s a thing and it’s the ding - the stricken bell shakes life’s ring.’
‘Ground opal rough Shimmer for a sting It’s tormentous winds that make hardened wing.’
‘So how about along you come with me to prod out some glimmer? By cacti we run - Life’s jolly.’
Rest, Love
I will hold all your nerves and drain them like tea against my sea.
There is no thing of which to worry and nothing you need to be.
I will clear every channel whereby gentler you could see.
Relax sweet sponge you are half of all to me.
Platonic Method (br/)
The Method is applied as follows: (br/) | Premise One | Socrates is the wisest man | | —————— | ————————————————— | | Premise Two | The wisest man holds the wisest beliefs | | Premise Three | My beliefs are identical to Socrates’ beliefs | | Conclusion One | Socrates holds the wisest beliefs (from P1, P2) | | Conclusion Two | Therefore, I hold the wisest beliefs (from C1, P3) |
Launch of the Beloved (Poem for a Fear)
‘Twas when I launched I saw outside
Bracing haunch Response denied
Gestated bare - What did they think?
Response was rare Not one no wink
‘Twas only - only - sore core aloft
They didn’t see it Not even scoffed
Wet Eyes Hello Wet Eyes I see your surprise I see you surmise Maything now arise?
Framed Wet Eyes Renaissance border Your face leaks I’m a hoarder Your eyes are my lord.
In my world you tower If on this world you shower Shivered love I roll below - you above.
Netting ‘scaped dreams Returning them clean Your every lean - off you could I ever wean?
** I Loved (a Cloud?)**
One time -
I stood tall and loud and said to a crowd that ‘I AM IN LOVE!’
murmur, glimmer, confusion - but whither mental contusion or pointless profusion I then went to say ‘I’M GIVING IT ALL AWAY!’
The crowd woke that instant, brought undistant, and listened to me then - and I went to say ‘SHE IS A LIFE GIVER, AIMED AT ME!’
Confused and on disappoint, not what their ears to want, they grumbled away, and I went to say ‘SHE IS THERE! THERE! AND THERE!’
And the sun turned around and the day dipped down and they all went away and I then went to say ‘WHERE IS SHE! HAS SHE MADE ANOTHER STAY?’
One time -
TIMING
Wait. Fuck Wait. Ugh Wait. No Wait. Slow Wait. Please Wait. Sneeze Wait. Knees Wait. Gate