How the wind blows, the clouds
How they all sail away, the world
How it carries on spinning, the oceans
How they return my driftwood to the shore.
31 March 2011
30 March 2011
El regreso de la Montaña
Oh Montaña Espaciana
Hacia el cielo me llevas
Y me das en tus pruebas
Las verdades Cristianas
Hacia el cielo me llevas
Y me das en tus pruebas
Las verdades Cristianas
15 February 2011
26 January 2011
Big Society
Ya no espero, con angustia, tu rechazo
Ya no temo como un niño tu condena:
Ahora soy un eslabon de esa cadena
que te mantiene erguido, huevonazo!
Ya no temo como un niño tu condena:
Ahora soy un eslabon de esa cadena
que te mantiene erguido, huevonazo!
13 January 2011
Gift
Give me the gift of alcohol
and thus obscure my senses
That gift's worth more than the hollow gong
of a thousand present tenses.
and thus obscure my senses
That gift's worth more than the hollow gong
of a thousand present tenses.
11 January 2011
Lullabye Da Da
My darling went over the ocean
My darling went over the sea
My darling caused such a commotion
When she fell down from the tree
My darling went over the sea
My darling caused such a commotion
When she fell down from the tree
08 January 2011
New year
Picture 035
Originally uploaded by cocosolis
The tram that gently sways from side to side
The street, still and quiet in the snow
In this stranger's heart a city grows
and so I dream of Manchester with pride.
09 December 2010
Divertimento, seasonal if a bit naff
I think of you when the snow covers
The windmill farms to the North of here
I think of you and with horror discover
My heart drew warmth just from having you near.
(Photo: Wind Farm Horizon, H. Lynes)
The windmill farms to the North of here
I think of you and with horror discover
My heart drew warmth just from having you near.
(Photo: Wind Farm Horizon, H. Lynes)
20 October 2010
Landscape
Before this was a road, there was a creek -
A channel water carved into the rock.
Now in its stead stands an office block:
A vale of glass, and wood, and yellow brick.
A channel water carved into the rock.
Now in its stead stands an office block:
A vale of glass, and wood, and yellow brick.
09 October 2010
A house not built
This was never a house, though I had all the stones
and beams of oak were ready for the task.
All I was missing was a piece of land
Which was there to be mine if I'd bothered to ask
But sooner I would have broken a bone
or severed with an axe this, my right hand.
The beams I burnt - this didn't keep me warm;
The stones I left, piled up on golden sand.
Landing
The vessel's keel made contact with the sand:
We disembarked, with weapons at the ready.
Our first steps were short, and not steady:
taking the measure of undiscovered land.
07 September 2010
I'll go and freeze...
I'll go and freeze my bollocks off
to watch my son play on the pitch
and hope a ball will help me teach
the value of our bonds of love
I'll go get drenched in icy rain
to watch his team concede defeat
and hope he learns there's one heartbeat
- and only one - between joy and pain
I will endure the seasons' worst
to stand a-tiptoe on the white line
shouting embarrasing encouragement
and hope that when my day is over
and I'm in terminal decline
some of this care and love I can recover
to watch my son play on the pitch
and hope a ball will help me teach
the value of our bonds of love
I'll go get drenched in icy rain
to watch his team concede defeat
and hope he learns there's one heartbeat
- and only one - between joy and pain
I will endure the seasons' worst
to stand a-tiptoe on the white line
shouting embarrasing encouragement
and hope that when my day is over
and I'm in terminal decline
some of this care and love I can recover
18 August 2010
Palace of my dreams
I built for you a palace with my dreams
To equal those erected from stone
But I wake up, and zap! the palace's gone -
To be replaced by my children's screams.
16 August 2010
Self-portrait
Al montar bicicleta, o en la danza
Al treparme en mi cama camarote
Me doy cuenta de que tengo de Quijote
Menos que de pobre Sancho Panza.
13 August 2010
Gnossiennes - No. 5
Another wave
A tearless farewell
Another wave
Memories to be shared
Another wave
The heart cannot ever tell
Another wave
If everything has been said
09 August 2010
Invocación
No dejes que el barco se hunda
o el caminante tropiece:
Angélica, sé fecunda
cuando otro poema empiece!
06 July 2010
A night's stand
Like on a vast stage, the stars of the night
take on the part of chorus in orbital procession
Upstage, downstage and then from left to right
Their tiny spark is darkness' sole concession.
Then comes the moon, sharing its borrowed light
She's hovered in the wings, just waiting for her cue
The audience will applaud at the first hallowed sight
As she enters the stage, as she comes into view.
Memories of happier times slip like grains of sand
through my hands now gone old but once so full of life
In the end only the moonlit night can hold on to its meaning
As the moon makes her exit after tonight's stand
Dawn finds me still on my seat staring at the flowers
Pondering about this being just another beginning.
take on the part of chorus in orbital procession
Upstage, downstage and then from left to right
Their tiny spark is darkness' sole concession.
Then comes the moon, sharing its borrowed light
She's hovered in the wings, just waiting for her cue
The audience will applaud at the first hallowed sight
As she enters the stage, as she comes into view.
Memories of happier times slip like grains of sand
through my hands now gone old but once so full of life
In the end only the moonlit night can hold on to its meaning
As the moon makes her exit after tonight's stand
Dawn finds me still on my seat staring at the flowers
Pondering about this being just another beginning.
28 June 2010
The Curator
I gather things to build a universe
a single entity from pieces so diverse
I give my eyes to those who will give theirs -
Poor executor to unsuspecting heirs
My heart is set on that elusive glory
that comes from working out a story -
From giving out what others want to borrow
and know it won't be coming back tomorrow
a single entity from pieces so diverse
I give my eyes to those who will give theirs -
Poor executor to unsuspecting heirs
My heart is set on that elusive glory
that comes from working out a story -
From giving out what others want to borrow
and know it won't be coming back tomorrow
27 June 2010
Tesco Extra, Whittington Moor
The megastore, on stilts of steel,
resembles a rainforest house.
Inside, I am a kitchen mouse
hunting for his evening meal.
resembles a rainforest house.
Inside, I am a kitchen mouse
hunting for his evening meal.
15 June 2010
Redondilla
No es cierto que solo la lujuria
Nos une cuando todo ha fracasado
Nos une el vuelo peregrino del pasado
El recuerdo de abundancias y penurias.
Nos une cuando todo ha fracasado
Nos une el vuelo peregrino del pasado
El recuerdo de abundancias y penurias.
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