(#18/24): “Allurement”

Would you like to come down, said the spider to the fly? Are you not wearying of your buzzing peregrinations? Could you not settle down for just a moment? Will you come into my web of lies? This enticing parlour of betrayal. All for a…

The Long View

Hmmmmm, I wrote about the view from my window in hour six, so I’m going to remember the view from my tower block office, at the top of a very steep hill. The ‘ugly, lovely town’, is Swansea, now a city, as described in that…

Spark Knowledge

He loves to the stars Calls me his instrument Playing on my body Claiming for life spent And as each day brings more I gently fall in love Loosing self in eyes Spark knowledge from above

Hour Seventeen

Shall I mourn the loss of time? It took away all my dimes.   Shall I mourn the loss of time? It made me prime.     (Couplets)

(#17/24): “Obliteration”

They were my tomes from childhood. A retreat from the drudgery of schoolwork, That I would escape to at every opportunity. They were my books.   What followed was a wanton calamity Akin to the destruction of the Library of Alexandria. A catastrophe that could…

(#16/24): “Parity”

This growing divide between rich and poor, That disparity between obscene wealth and abject poverty, A gap which grows only larger, not narrower, Fills me with great anger.   Would I to take up my bow and arrows as Robin of the Hood, A pair…

HOUR23

Seeking love   Where will I find my love? In a museum or in a concert hall? At the market or on a bus tour? Why can’t I guess the right location for our very first encounter? Magic would make all much easier!    

Hour Sixteen

From Lolita   My body has just ripened let me bear the fruits with you   the diamonds in your eyes reflect the light in mine   the lollipop of desire is my favourite candy   Humbert, I’ve forgotten Charlie, let me hum your tune…

(#15/24): “Longing”

Along the Wei River, My train meanders its way through Shaanxi. Even as the Loess Plateau degrades, Apple trees can still bloom in spring.   I recall steaming bowls of hot soup Generously ladled out by mother. I whet my lips in anticipation. In my…

Voyeur

Purpose lost it’s meaning Somewhere along the way Lip tremble, tighten Unable words to say Every message sent Meant only for your eyes Beneath world microscope Now jealous within lie Make it known my key Is tucked within your hand The lock which they have…