Poems from Maxine
Maxine
Published by bluechrome publishing
2005
ISBN: 1904781721
Exercise 4 in floating
eyes open eyes shut
in space (someone I once knew)
darkness empty road
head rotates
mechanism of distant tears
key floats away
towards shimmering
wet pavement
casting remains of blindness departed the empty room
towards emptiness to store things precious to cast
and bury the surface a clear stone of greyness covered
all six through doors greying further in-between myself
gliding an area base since walking to store things
burns the cast mixture with sadness since that is the red
of it placed inside the tide within the inner pulling
edges beyond the darkness
Poems from Men Hate Blondes
The Fire Starters
In 1932
He shed his shoes
Walked past the grey
Drab apartment blocks
And entered the forest
Of rising flames where an unfamiliar
Sky followed a trail of amber smoke
Above the vivid horizon
An eagle watched
The empty silence the good
And safe place smoke
Moving but silent
There was a moment of consideration
As he entered the clearing
Redwood trees
And fragments
Translucent in shadows
Clubbing:
Fleeting light glides a thought while eyes ponder
the madness of gold. Between insults, jealousy of glitter creates a sleek
glance.
∆
Her sight demands no chance for the hurt to see
inside. Completion of isolation will extend towards the ceiling inside a pink
haze.
∆
Interference rejects the smile but now there is
movement and desire only in the memory. The faking is possible underneath a
glass floor, or is it fate.
∆
Enough punching ground for later. Gold is an
illusion. Only one door here. Lights obey. Maybe the glow is the after-thought.
But did it really happen.
∆
There is nothing to fear. Her immobile state creates
a line of falling statues. Walls are vital for advice. Tables and chairs in need
of the right balance. Anguish creates the prize.
∆
Remnants of voices magnify the emptiness of the
night before in front of scattered particles. The ritual guarded by her vision
of a miracle, vodka cuts through her body.
∆
No good pretending it didn’t happen. Anger of course
was always part of it. Never a reason to look official in black.
∆
Maniacs of vulnerable youth. Tragedy compartments
meet the flower junkies. The betrayal is surrounding me.
Maxine links
Men Hate Blondes
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Paperback: 108 pages
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Publisher: original plus (1 Nov 2009)
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Language: English
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ISBN-10: 0956243347
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ISBN-13: 978-0956243348
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Men Hate
Blondes links
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