Sunday 29 December 2013

The Wake

I Leave The Wheels To Machinery,
There Are Strange Things In The Clouds,
Honest And UnDieing They Could Live In The Wake,
Of New Days From The Next Deaths Of The Old,
Turning Lightning InTo Blackness And Stone,
The Wearing AWay At The Grip Of Dreams,
Erosion Of Forms And Patterns,
Blinking The Light From Entrance InTo Havens UnSeen,
Tenacity To Cling From The Swaying Lines,
To Burn And Incinerate The Dream,
To The Fragments For Spaceious Skys,
UnDoing Like ButterFlys,
Ripping Through The Membranes BeTwixt Glass And Grain,
Shadeing Lapses As I Step Forward...
...
Never A Division For A Partial Chance,
Empty As All Paces Can At Once Be,
Each To Lift Not To Settle,
And As I Have Stood...
...
Those From Such Walks Meet,
Side By Side,
To Stare Beyond The Shoulder's Length,
Filling With Texture And Sleepless Breath,
Fingers Pressed Against The Surface,
Cool To The Touch...And Smoother Than Lies.





Thursday 19 December 2013

Big Bowl Of Cheerios

BeFore There Was Ever A 1,
There Was NoThing...
...
Then... There Was 1...
...
1 Starved WithIn The Cold Blackness,
It Bent ItSelf To Eat ItSelf...
...
1 As It Ate ItSelf Turned InTo 0... Giveing ItSelf Heat...
...
...
As 0... It Could Never Turn Back InTo 1...
...
It Finally Entered The InFinite As It Digested ItSelf...
...
...
Eventually,
0 BeCame No More...
...
InTo Nothingness...Eternal...
...
...
Then... There Was 1.




Eurydice On The Rear-View

Anorexic Rex Anemic,
Taxidermy Pax Archaic,
GyroScopeic Though In Seizures,
Modulated Through Frequencys,
Only Known By Freezeing Geese...
...
While The Clouds Burst For Hearts Not Given,
The Brothers Of Lost Children Dredge Up Blues From The Muddy Stomp,
Costly Charms And Fire Truck Jingles,
As Astronauts Tempt The Snake To Their Shingles,
Palimony Dreams For Pony-Tails And Tony Montana Ski-Resorts,
Songs From The 60's... Oh, Those Golden Oldies...
...
...
A Three-Headed Whore Watches The Front Door,
Smokeing The Street UnTil The Night Gets Light Headed,
Thinking Cap Has Not Been Washed In Years,
Moisture Beading Like Tits Behind The Ears,
For The Carpenter Ants To Milk Him As If He Be An Aphid...
...
Falling Off The Broad Edge Of A Bas-Relief,
High-Sung BeSide Bearded Winter Orphans,
He Was Once A Hero Of Sorts...
...
UpOn Exiting Hades,
He Glanced Back...
...
And Saw His Own ReFlection UpOn The Mirage,
Wavering...Towering...
...
Boughing... Flowering.







Monday 9 December 2013

"L'OEIL DU MINUIT" A Collection Of My Poetry- AVAILABLE NOW!!

Hi EveryBody!

My first ever collection of my poetry L'OEIL DU MINUIT is NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE!

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-RICHARD WILLIAM KIRKPATRICK-THORNE





Friday 6 December 2013

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I hope that you are enjoying my poetry.

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-RICHARD WILLIAM KIRKPATRICK-THORNE






Tuesday 3 December 2013

VittraStälle Över Hela Världen

Double-Dutch HopScotch,
Cotton Ginny Palm-Rub,
Eagle-Span For The Dregs Of Embezzlement's Wooden Indians,
A Weakness For Socially Accepted Monsters,
Swamp Gas Mud Masks And Rhine Stones For Birthing Rites,
Fat Under The Chin With Its Briny Deposits Of Dead Skin In The Folds,
Greasy Wallet Conduits InTo Veinyer Branchings,
To Grow OutWard Through The Perforations And Perfections In The Forestry's Fractal,
Demonstrations Set ASide For Cementing The Shell To Its Slug,
Yet In YesterDays UnderStood To Bet For Bitter Square Routes,
Only Dareing The Lunar Landing If The Surface Could Crack Its Integrity,
Another For Troubleing The Ghosts Of Descending Accents And Dialects In Wood,
Carveing Its Mothers From Fertile Saplings,
Eating Through The Cellulose With The Patience Of A Saint,
Burning Hard InTo Softer Territorys To Impregnate The Hollow Eves,
Days BeFore Leaves Curl To Beckon And Smoke,
As It Cocoons ItSelf For Silk Roads And A Taste Of The Dream Of Sand,
SideWinding As It Readys For FireFlys And Canopic Jars,
Breatheing Heavy But Supported In Sibling Rivalry...
...
UnderWorlds Call For It To Feed The Dryness Shared By SunDogs,
And Those Who Question Its Many Voices Often Answer Their Calling,
No VineYards For Such Wells To Moisten The Moon's Shine,
They Fall As They Look To The Recognized Parchments For Nursery Rhymes,
Tumbleing From A Infant's Grasp InTo ReLapse,
Back OnTo The Skips BeTwixt Words UnSpoken,
To Rest Gutted Like Gasping Astrology On The Cold Hard Ground.






Sunday 1 December 2013

King Chicken

Street Sweepers Leave The Loudness Of Hip Cages For The Swinging Kings Of PotHole
Anachronistics,
Limbo Kremlin With Their Eyes Peeled Like Onions,
Spires On The Backs Of Their Commands As If They Were Newly Bedded Horses,
Straws Could Have Been Drawn And Then Quartered For Wish-Bone Midgets To Pull Fingers,
With Witches For Time-Consumption...A Common Fantasy For Gold Watches,
One Of The Concords Barks From The Depths Of His Barracks...
...
To Me... Me, A Lone Stander For A Stranded Stray,
I Could Never Betray The Cross Of A Talker,
Entertainment Flys Through Brained Storms Like Sparrows In The EavesDrop,
Sober Shades Of White Stabbing PinPricks Against Thinning Perspectives,
Split Hairs And Spilt Milk...
...
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Nails And Teeth To Scratch And Sniff,
Bent Over Black Words Likened With Styrofoam Bricks Painted Red For Insurance...
...
...
...
The Potter Molds His Bite To Match The Kiln,
As The Cigarette Burns From End To End Chaseing Its Tail,
InTo Another Session Of Small Talk With The GodHead For A Coffee Stroke,
Laundry-Change Could Be Pushed To Later Dates For Holyer Days To Dripping Ceilings,
For The Marryed To Call UpOn Spirals In The Dust...
...
To Settle... To Score Like Its Nature's Only Child...
...
...
Once In A While,
He Will Rise From His Bench,
Bum A Smoke... Or Roll A Syllable With A Yeast-Coated Tongue,
Only To Lie Through That Cage...
...
HoneyCombs And PitchForks...
...
...
...
Sorry Buddy-Boy,
No Fool's Parade In My Shoes...
...
Man Is A Lone Walker That Hikes No Hill For Its Bravery.