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Poems. By Christopher Barnes.


 

 

Longitude, Latitude. Endwise.

 

To inhale a split-second

Releases this always nearing,

Love-urging sunset,

Spotted on half a spume.

Tinges disbanding from glints

Overthrow tides.

You too can empty yourself in it.

 

 

a line, (a black one)

 

“Dirty Pebbles”

 

Detritus –

Bludgeoned, sunk from earth’s skin.

Grinding kits express it shatter-proof

But dazzlement’s flown.

De Beers grumble at lost sheen.

Diamantaries wink for light-grasp, glitz.

Crystal scaffolding no longer sparks.

 

 

a line, (a black one)

 

Ghosted

 

Ferreted out of bin-spill

A diagnostic x-ray,

Face down in perished cabbage,

Risky slop – Heinz beans.

 

Electro-magnetic radiation

Spirit-raised this after-image.

Photo-absorption,

Light-touch truths as positional structures.

Bones, cartilages,

Gossamer in a thoracic cave.

 

A sweetener dangles

For its pigeon chested heirship –

Distinguished hiatus hernia,

In the sepia of ages.

 

 

a line, (a black one)

 

Pocketed

 

Transuranium elements,

Firm-set atomic figurings, temperamental

As particle accelerators.

I boodle plutonium,

A drop-in-the-bucket offset

To be thimblerigged

Coursing for a boom.

 

 

a line, (a black one)

 

The Unexpected Find

 

A backswept alley eye-opener –

Roll up roll up to this pleasure-round attraction.

They tout tuck, ding-dong fights, wild oats music –

Customer-snatching freak shows

In diamond-studded light.

Uncork a grumbling metropolitan purlieu –

Spanner-built thrills,

Ping-clink coin-heavy arcades.

Twist-a-whirl, shoot-the-chutes

And all your awe will be gravity-flung.

 


a black line

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