This is just a small selection of my poetry. For more, please visit my Tumblr page.
Future Music
When the aliens landed we weren’t ready. Despite material mastery that zipped us to Mars that took us to the stars, and nature in miniature that bound our scars that stopped all wars, we weren’t ready when the aliens landed. When the weird arrived we could not hide. The thousands stored and vitrified we thought…
Autumn or Seventh Heaven
When bareness hits the limbs and our alluring array is stripped, the winds tousle, the branches rustle. Down the sheets tumble unabashedly the rain, ecstatic and quick, tripped off your limber frame with lightning, thunder, roar and rumble we were feverish In icy frigidity gripped. The days’ decay withdrew with death falling on our eaves.…
The Sickle of Time
Buds and the foliage of April waken to gaudy apparel Proserpine’s welcome arrival. Blossoms and ladybugs carol, dancing in spider silk stocking as meadows of forest green beryl set all the swallows to flocking, enviously twittering their melodies, endlessly larking and hawking. …
Light on the Bedroom Window or Sunday
the divine echoes of a lawnmower primeval and sonorous dragging down with it the bone the flesh and memory to dinosaur dawn, to endless wastes of windswept (h)arbourage and in the piping of their cousins little competition with the sound of sempiternal µ …
The Colour Midnight
I went a-walking by the sea to understand what it would say both to myself and to the scree. In perilous deep inquiry kicking up sand and foamy spray I went a-walking by the sea. The shore extending confusedly a murmur as well as an affray both to myself and to the scree …
Joris Lemoine 