.
Awaking as Lovers
.
I was going to write of
waking up at dawn in a
bus-shelter, robbed of my
money, jacket and shoes
and walking home bare-
foot and fragile but it
was a poem of beauty
and tenderness, like
when Carmelina and I
first awoke as lovers
in my studio-room,
sparsely furnished,
bleak but friendly:
I made some coffee
before she awoke and I
looked at her sleeping,
I still do that now,
over 3 decades later.
Footsteps
.
Never really got with
William S Burroughs
writings and found his
life far more enthralling
and
Billy Burroughs Jnr
that cursed at birth
poet who drank himself
to death following a
liver transplant aged 33:
following footsteps can
be easy,
creating your own
isn’t.
.
John D Robinson is a UK poet: ‘When You Hear The Bell, There’s Nowhere To Hide’ (Holy&intoxicated Publications 2016) ‘Cowboy Hats & Railways’ (Scars Publications 2016) ‘Damned Dirty and Dangerous’ with Ben John Smith: (Holy&intoxicated Publications 2017): His work appears widely in the small press and online literary journals.
North of Oxford 