RESTLESS NIGHT #ME
each tentative turn
plays prelude
to a scream
toes stroked
by contact
with the sheet
shriek
at the burn
they feel
malcolm evison
2014
Thursday, October 09, 2014
restless night - a poem
each tentative turn
plays prelude
to a scream
toes stroked
by contact
with the sheet
shriek
at the burn
they feel
malcolm evison
2014
Sunday, August 03, 2014
two from twitter
Twitter Poems 2nd June
& 2nd August 2014
Malcolm Evison @sinnaluvva
oppressive muggy day
exacerbates
the old familiar
aches & pains
02
June 2014
#spoonie
#verse
the rain siles down
breaking
the skies dark gloom
the clouds grimace
now bears
a sunshine smile
two more twitter poems can be found on my Archive Mined blog at
Wednesday, April 02, 2014
GOING HOME - a poem
In this week following Mothering Sunday memory prompted to re-post the following poem.
GOING HOME
(For Anne 17 May 2004 )
Life ebbs and wheezes
–
we look
for signs of grace.
She slides
into the arms of love
and finds her peace.
We simply hear the space
she left behind. We smile
knowing this cannot be
the time for tears.
Her rest is welcome
as our spirits rise
to share in this release.
The process of decay
has ceased
to prey upon her mind –
She glides
into the arms of sleep.
Malcolm Evison
(Written for my mother)
19 May 2004
Thursday, February 27, 2014
IN CAMERA - The Dutschke Premise
IN
CAMERA
(The
Dutschke Premise)
The
roving camera
hides
its head
but
speaks its mind
in camera -
exposing
future threats
a
kind
of
esoteric time
exposure.
The
faceless voices
sing
their song
of
freedom -
ignoring
the Amen.
Malcolm Evison
15 January 1971
written as my response to the secret hearings
leading to the expulsion of Rudi Dutschke a student
at Clare Hall, Cambridge University, who had earlier
survived an assassination attempt in his home country.
Poem originally published 22 January 1971 in 'Tribune'.
Wednesday, February 05, 2014
REBECCA JAYNE
REBECCA JAYNE
(2 yrs of
age)
Observing the precarious
existence
of household plants
swiftly followed by
the sideways glance
at buttered scones –
aroused by appetites
of taste and touch and sight –
she reaches out to clutch
the flower, trembling
with anticipation of the feel
or knowledge of restraining hands.
Seeking adulation
with every tentative step –
the pleasure of each stretch
a fleeting reminiscence
of the unencumbered state
of birthday grace.
Malcolm Evison
can be found on my Archive Mined poetry blog
Friday, January 24, 2014
ENCOUNTERing Ornette
ENCOUNTERing Ornette
Stylus meets vinyl
explores the groove
and I
ramp up the gain
riffed harmonies explode
disclose
less travelled roads
expose
the myth of certainty
yet still explore
the joy of being -
no longer wondering
he simply shares
his new discoveries
Malcolm Evison
2013/4
[a recollection of my first discovering Ornette Coleman’s music
some five decades ago!]
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Moving - poem
MOVING
Times climate false and reasoned
calls me out of the dawn
into the full of light; moving
with great deliberation
full of ideas
as they are full of me -
time is the length of me
but I am larger
undefiled; moving
beyond the impotence
escaping
the disciplined innocence
of values which weigh
no heavier
than my tears of joy.
Malcolm Evison
14 January 1969
(re-moulded 12 May 2008)
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
some frenzied god
some frenzied god
or giant
spews out its bile
the howling gale
shakes everything
down to the very root
torrential rain
discloses flaws
in ones protection
washes the debris away
and I retreat
to the shelter
of a house built on rock
malcolm evison
5 December 2013
the kleptocrats - a ConDem Nation
the kleptocrats
all fail to see
value
in anything apart
from their own
comfort
all else is simply
theirs to use
abuse
and callously
destroy
all fail to see
value
in anything apart
from their own
comfort
all else is simply
theirs to use
abuse
and callously
destroy
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