Flight of ideas


Squiggles

Prosody (when and now)
Syntax (arranged)
Grammar (not to be silly)
Punctuation (all in the timing)





Peter DLROW

being confident
is not ‘me’.
the lack of

is my making


Capture

As schoolboy I was put in goals
Yet I could not catch.

Such play!
If only I could catch!

Science:
the goal is wide
If only I could catch!


Experience:

words and numbers
are hopelessly insufficient.


dust

only dust makes light visible:
bringing colour
to
skies that are not little.

children are
colours







I do not feel my DNA

I feel
a presence of words
that do not begin to explain how I feel

I feel
a presence of yesterday

I do not feel my DNA


Light

nobody has to look for it,
light is friendly.






LIVING ART

I have no doubt:
I am Living Art.

I have no doubt,
I live for Science.

I will not live beyond this life.
No doubt!

Yet, I’m uncertainties lived –
I aspire to be a generalist.

Living Art is a rare place to be:
it follows no rules
delights in uncertainty
makes Science real.


Borrowed Words

Without them,
where would we be?

Borrowed words help me
but are not me.

Borrowed words, poetry in concrete –
a creative reality
belonging to time and space.


FAR AWAY

All this happened
more or less.

Mr Benn offered me
His red coat of armour
[I had to borrow it again and again]

I turned into David Byrne
[if only]

It was revealed that
Hamish Hawk
Was the son of
David Bowie.

We danced to our death
NITTY GRITTY!


An Evening Class in Myth and Reality

Mr Benn, Tipperlinn
Far Away.

Just whose subjectivity
was being studied?


COLOURED CHALKS

poems are
coloured chalks.

bright,
vivid colours
that no time
can weather.


Friendship is time itself.

We met
through
your brother.

[I never met
your brother
so this must
be impossible]

Friendship,
is time itself.






Wunderkammer

Today has been wunderkammer,
a day where one idea inspired another.
I began this poem yesterday.