for helen 5th december 02

This is the first of the first batch of poems to go up here. These are from the almost random selection on my website. Some more recent pieces, as well as older items, will be posted in the next couple of weeks.

For Helen 5th December 2

long morning shadow yello orange lite
flattens shortens perspective last leaves
office glass towers birch trunks
wite upvc window doorframes
pigeons glo velvet. + th sky
is huge is evrywher a ¼ sun.
it all looks nu. i don wanna go
2 work i wanna go out 2 th wennalts
or ingleborough + go walk w/u. go walk
in that lite. i want u smile c
ur face lit hold ur breathin
sit + watch frost recede
w/shadows. becos u shd happy.
bcos its not possible 2 get u
w/out u here draw describe.
ur in my skin+muscle nose
+cold hand on th bac of my hand.
ur bruises all ova my face a nice
pressur. i don want distance 2 become
a comfort a way. fall inta strangas.