Three Poems by Ford Dagenham

MOVIE GARDEN PM

steel planes scratch straight white flames over the sky.
placing the coffee cup on a chair I pull the chair nearer
with
the
hand
that’s
not
holding
a
book.

out here in castle grounds the quiet of mowers and the fence kids loud cries of fun and quick horror
form
an
ambient
movie
I
will
call
The Sun Is Hot.

pages flare with nuclear glare and when the clock says
5 or 6 or 7 or 8 I will drink something harder.
inside
later
this
happens
and
lonely and empty things riot on the borders of plastic zen.

quiet finger-winds blow on yellow brick outside.
this forms an ambient movie I call
The
Witness
Of
A
Mute
TV.
stare at the phone ringing like a fool in a movie
I call Black And White Coda.



ACCIDENT IN THE HOME

hammers from hard ground going at it in my head.
the
house
is
full
of howling dogs today.

whisky hangover again I never learn.

near gone gin bottle falling off the fridge
breaks
my
left index toe.

I say
CUNT!
28 times

then open some wine
and
watch
it
change
colours
and
swell.



NURSES

work in a hospital eye always out for a compassionate and giving nurse
with
sparkles
of
intelligence
in
her
tawny
eyes
but even all the rough and large ones have dull and bald men
to
drop
them off in the morning.

2 comments:

Old 333 said...

Yeah! Good stuff, and thanks for it.

Gwilym Williams said...

Reminds me of Ford Halewood.

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