mainline to the heart and other poems by Clive Matson

Title: mainline to the heart and other poemsAuthor: Clive MatsonISBN: 9781587901393Publisher: Regent Press/2009Pages: 85 I had not heard of Clive Matson before this. As most of you know, I like to explore varied genres of poetry. Jacqueline Lasahn, Publicist at cosmicdance was kind enough to send mainline to the heart and other poems to me, [...]

mainline to the heart and other poems by Clive Matson

Title: mainline to the heart and other poemsAuthor: Clive MatsonISBN: 9781587901393Publisher: Regent Press/2009Pages: 85 I had not heard of Clive Matson before this. As most of you know, I like to explore varied genres of poetry. Jacqueline Lasahn, Publicist at cosmicdance was kind enough to send mainline to the heart and other poems to me, [...]

coloured walls

laying on the lumpy bedmy eyes pinpointmarkings on that wallmaroonish & poignantly purple made by what? I look askance at the roofpeeled, chipped paint fall on my headmaybe my staringneeded to loosen the plaster this room- I have livedhere for what seems like aeons with no past-future seems to bea naught too still who wants [...]

coiffured

she looked into the mirror,dabbed a bit of perfumetouched up her lips,checked on her studs perfectly coiffuredwith not a single hairout of place, yet againshe smoothened her dress.satisfied with herselfshe was ready to facethe world, as of now.she was so afraid of aging a dead giveaway-her knotted fingers!

over the ridges and hard planes

my palm flattens on your chestfingers fleetingly fluttersynchronizing with your heartbeatoblivious to me, you sleep on-supposedly dreaming of me? your shirt on that chairhalf-torn, gently sways to the fan above, dancingto the shadows on the wallfrom the starlit summer night my palm moves yet againover the ridges and hard planesfeeling the warmth of yousighing, I [...]

over the ridges and hard planes

my palm flattens on your chestfingers fleetingly fluttersynchronizing with your heartbeatoblivious to me, you sleep on-supposedly dreaming of me? your shirt on that chairhalf-torn, gently sways to the fan above, dancingto the shadows on the wallfrom the starlit summer night my palm moves yet againover the ridges and hard planesfeeling the warmth of yousighing, I [...]

A Climb Through Altered Landscapes by Ian Parks

I read the following yesterday. I wish to share this with my blogger friends. I am cross-posting this from my Reading Room blog. Title: A Climb Through Altered LandscapesAuthor: Ian ParksISBN: 09552855739Publisher: Blackwater Press/1998Pages: 50 I got this book from Ms Alex of Daemonwolf Books. As I write poetry, I am always happy to receive [...]

A Climb Through Altered Landscapes by Ian Parks

I read the following yesterday. I wish to share this with my blogger friends. I am cross-posting this from my Reading Room blog. Title: A Climb Through Altered LandscapesAuthor: Ian ParksISBN: 09552855739Publisher: Blackwater Press/1998Pages: 50 I got this book from Ms Alex of Daemonwolf Books. As I write poetry, I am always happy to receive [...]

impermanence

if there was no change what would we aspire for if there was joy, only joy would we know it, hold it? in the impermanenceconsciousness thrives and growsinto it we all come, equallyout of it we have to escape in the motion of lifepermanent can’t come into beingif it did, you and I would be [...]

holding on

his gnarled hands clutched the crutches yet he fell on that crumbling stone wallcrumpling on to the brown earthit felt so natural, laying therealmost soothing his frayed nervesfor so long those have been spookily ubiquitouslooking up at the dark soulless nightno more did he feel like a burden to his family