I live in small 

angry 

rooms of love

without a fire escape 

for a fast exit.

Will they remember

the anguish 

when the hour glass 

has emptied 

their adolescent voices,

and the black crow 

ceases to watch over 

the moon.

They have already forgotten 

when  I had to dig deep 

and the third hand 

Silently aged me..

Avie.

Pencil

Pencil

Today I picked up

a worthless pencil off the ground

that a hundred or more feet walked over in the rain 

I treated it with respect 

gripped it with gentle hands.

I started to write your name 

looked  after it 

wasn't mean or unkind

Through my eyes

it already had 

the beginnings of

a love poem.

Avie..

Spring

Spring

Even In the darkest moments

before the morning light lifts 

the green stems.

The season is awakening 

I recognise the fragrant scent

of flowers

I know the rapturous rebirth of cheerful colour will soon be standing there,

and the sun will rise soon

through a catastrophic sky..

Avie..

Untitled

Untitled

For the lust of money 

they appear out of 

the woodwork in their droves,

and after the dollars have fallen out of the pockets of those 

who take home the trophies

They scuttle back into

their elaborate prisons

to adorn the mantles of wealth with the hunters horn

while the servitude lot 

barter with lose change 

to clean up the bones 

on the carcass of hardship 

and poverty..

Avie.

Rouge

Rouge 

I looked around the room

For anyone wearing the Crimson shade of lipstick 

to let them know 

I was blissfully unaware 

they had pursed their lips there

and I had swallowed 

from the exact glass 

kiss

that cast the smeared permanence 

on the quenched sunset.

Avie..

Death Of A Welsh Poet

Death Of A Welsh Poet

We didn't even know he was unwell

Thought he'd just stopped posting on Face Book.

He might as well have gone fifteen years ago

that's when we lost him.

He left us to move to New Zealand 

Sometimes he would return home for a visit

And just turn up on the door step like a resurrection of a friendly old ghost

a reacquaintance of old friends again

Down the pub.

So to hear of his sudden demise 

does  not leave us bereft, it just means the gap will be longer 

before we see him the next time..

Avie..

Extinct Chivalry

Extinct Chivalry 

In the movie 

'Brief Encounter '

I wonder if Celia Johnson was terribly naive 

to allow

Trevor Howard

to get away with it

back in 1945

I'm not referring to 

the illicit affair

How was he able 

to solicitously remove a piece of grit from her eye

 from the hurtling express train 

I can only surmise that he did not blow or wipe his nose 

 once that day and yet 

there in the railway buffet in

Carnforth Station 

In a single act of chivalry 

he pulls out of his pocket of germs

a clean cotton handkerchief 

from the darkest regions 

amongst the 

Amazonian jungle vines 

swinging  green in 

the damp rain forest's

lurking in the stringy 

ironed corners 

of embroidered love..

Avie.

Dissociation

Dissociation 

This morning I returned a

Drunken-fun ride 

abandoned supermarket trolley.

I thought of it as doing a good deed

For the community. 

Walking through town

people started crossing 

To the other side 

of the road to avoid 

Making eye contact 

with the nutter pushing a supermarket trolley.

Fortunately 

this morning was freezing and I purposely wore a beach towel

over my swimming togs.

I can't swim and the

beach is miles away.

Avie..