Whilst some
crave release, a break from the mad rush;
others embrace the cage they’ve made —
tranquility’s some hippy delusion Continue reading
Author: peterfrankiswrites
Friday favourites
It’s been a little while but I wanted to share a couple of today’s favourites with you. Continue reading
your touch (a glow in the dark)
at the Cafe
a glance, barely
— the machine glowing, the huff of steam, rattle and grind — Continue reading
Lament
Here’s where you’ll stand at the head and at the feet. Your cheeks will be wet, keep nothing in reserve. Continue reading
only rain
(after Williams)
In some future time
the only rain will come
from some billionaire’s eyes Continue reading
The Naturalist
(revised)
1. The Shore
A pelican frame,
the great wings hung,
flight feathers scattered,
elegant bill and sail spoiled. Continue reading
truth is art
Quadrille – The sun itself
Sure it’s meant
to be abstracted at some level.
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Morgenspaziergang
The lagoon is full of machines: small ones in the reeds
tocks and bocks, little clocks; a larger one maybe a fox (!) Continue reading
The Christmas Comet (46P/Wirtanen): missed it
Street lights back-scatter
particulates from the Stack,
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Peter Frankis writes 