Tag: poem
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I, Priestchaser
Join and be part my noisy fantasies In cloying daydream’s ungraspable moray darkness I chase frantically across Arcadian landscapes a one-handed priest, His wind-jazzed chasuble making napkin geese. To aid fleetness jettisoned both napsack and fleece Printing our brief melee Upon the mage-favoured leys of a hazy, laneless chase.
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The lost verses
Poets mothing to mossy tales regaled by now-coughing Homer To whom everything is owed Toward whom every cap doffs The occupation’s captain When man became his God And Greece his world capital.
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RC love
Employ friends in the accomplishment of certain ends: Send as envoy one less beautiful and more dutiful To cross a disco floor and this boy you deem gorgeous implore sportingly “Profess that you adore us!” Right to point, would point “My friend over there.” His look would be quick knowing his luck big When a…
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Weedkillers in Eden
Hands bleeding From gloveless reefing Tugging old ivy from my garden’s buddleja, or orange eye Fur-loined tackle ‘Til we purloined apples Per ophidian advice.
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Sprog tally
Kings whose wives bear but one boy Will, despite rule’s harrying, have ardour in heretofore-hard hearts. Kings whose wives birth too many boys Must respite in armour and poise ‘gainst poison and homespun arms.
Alchemisland 