Saturday 1 October 2022

Two Poems by Clive Gresswell


 


Tears Trace Down


the bottled language

 

compressed in the phial & now

injected into his capillaries

 

from the moment he was born

just the ampersands

 

& the hollow mouth melting

into ego’s i shadows

 

blood leaking & congealed

from the corners of his mind

 

a freshlyminted verb

hooks onto the tongue

 

which flails.



Albion Fracture


i in disassemble

tree/fruit/loin

clothe us money

charter watermark

i

am war-dead ego gore

corpuscle trenches/battle freeze

as acid tongue ripples

clenched in hell death

stretched skin taut union

hoopla politicians

barter small child holdings

i at we

am lithe winter etychings

a lock

some safe haven

i

the scorn chortling

dementia bone of liberty

a hacking off

statue stone/face me

i at oh force them then

those who do not glimpse

i ghost shadows

in your homing nightmare

invading force

germ/idea made ripped flesh

chaos frost in ire ice music

dances i with brother’s wolf.





Clive Gresswell is a 64-year-old innovative writer and poet from

Luton in  Bedfordshire, UK. He has  an innovative  poetry  based

Master's  and a  BA  (First Class)  in  Creative  Writing  from  the

University of  Bedfordshire. His voice  has  appeared in a host of

magazines and zines and he has five poetry books out.



 

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