Extracts from "Terror Jubilation"

Small extracts from some of the poems included in "Terror Jubilation" -

From Teresa:

"She can hear you
It’s only air that separates us
Thinking itself a hurricane
Where only breeze exists"

From Fall in Line:

"Wonder what the Ferryman says
When the lost, they wander to the shore
“Take a ticket, fall in line,”
Sounds familiar to these ears"

From Solemn Loyalty:

"Be it mine or yours we’ll never know
And to care is a waste of my meandering time
Callous is the watching eye
Of sweet Serenade’s retreating mind"

From He is a Lobster Boy:

"He is a lobster boy
He doesn’t know how to dance on sand
He’s a peacock with a broken wing
Shoot it and put it in a poultry soup
She has a nail through her foot
She doesn’t hear you through the screams
She has some rust caught in her eye
Tear it out before it spreads"

From Terror Jubilation:

"Not through lies as we were told
But through pure, untamed beauty
A wilderness unharnessed by man
An affront to Eve’s oppression"