(g27)

frosty October
bumble-bee lands on windscreen
stays two miles

© Gerald England

Composed: Hyde, 18th October 1993

Publication

2006 Clouds Peak (Internet)

[4u]

© Gerald England

Composed: Hyde, 10th October 1993

Publication

2005 World Haiku Review (Internet)

October Night

OCTOBER NIGHT

the thunder-storm reaches at last ,
after hours of stillness
and seeing distant sheets
of lightning lighting up the streets

by three in the morning
a quarter-moon and sundry stars
stare from a silent sky
pierced only by a whippet's cry

too hot to sleep,
we quietly drink tea;
dip our bourbon creams
to soften shattered dreams

dawn comes with the magpie's song,
the clink of milk bottles
and the postman's knock
delivering an awakening shock

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 9th October 1993

Publications

1994 Rustic Rub (UK)
1997 Gallery Zandstraat (Internet)

(g26)

in road-mender's trench
neck pressed on new-laid tarmac
sheep scratching an itch

© Gerald England

Composed: Snake Pass, 11th September 1993

Publications

1994 Potpourri (USA)
1997 Lateral Moves (UK)

Mrs. Green

The fox comes nightly to her garden;
Soft-nosed neighbours would not comprehend,
They say she should leave her hedge untrimmed:
She nods but knows she has to feed him.

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 8th August 1993

Publications

1997 Gallery Zandstraat (Internet)
1998 LIMBO TIME (Hyde, New Hope International)

tanka 12

sheep suckle their lambs,
traffic drones on the main road -
off the Pennine Way
a lone man limps wearily -
wind whistles up from Diggle

© Gerald England

Composed: Standedge, 17th June 1993

Publication

1995 Bogg (USA)

tanka 11

tar wagon pulls in
to moor-top carpark, off-loads
two wicker baskets-
three dozen pigeon sweep out
circle twice, then head for home

© Gerald England

Composed: Standedge, 17th June 1993

Publications

1994 Indefinite Space (USA)
1998 Conspire (Internet)

What Father Did

WHAT FATHER DID

my father painted
    the toilet seat
after I'd gone to bed
    I was only six

he painted it yellow
    I wasn't to know
I cried but it was
    their laughter that hurt

Turpentine is cold
    and smells so!
He could have told
    I was only six

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Upton by Chester, 16th June 1993

Publications

1994 Green's Magazine (Canada)
1996 Q (USA)
1998 LIMBO TIME (Hyde, New Hope International)
2005 The Spoon River Poetry Review (USA)

Victims of the Bottle

VICTIMS OF THE BOTTLE

Victims of the bottle and forecast lanterns
blushed when they heard her fingernails were refined through silk.
Emotion was implicit in holsters
slung round my friend and delightful each morning,
For a solution we bandaged them in enamel.
Examining the atmosphere was a thirsty, skinny male.
His hairs were anything but light from frosty mist
sleeping on top of Karen Finlay.
My childhood training had taught me
that I had emerged from the bottle with a short soak in former days.
I have stolen everything from the structure
which tolerated your prissy studios,
your darkness, symptomatic of the hookers.
I wasn't a furnace, contemplating the spectrum.
None of the racks of absorption are painless.
After six years he hadn't been brought back out to fall for the music.
They really didn't need illustrious visitors now,
nor would they find a Parisian lunatic asylum,
female orgasm nor the content of lesbian bodies.
The captain barks orders to take in women's nature.
My friend's urgent message of barter,
leads his helpers away from unkind dispositions.
My friend does not explain any image of sunlight and compass
with a wave about ten times faster,
thereby reinforcing the historic importance of filtering jars by another genius
resolved to implement policies ensuring the source in the "Here"
It could lead to the concepts so long now perceived
as less complete foreknowledge of reinforced cohesion,
ensuring a common footer of phallic silicone simulacrum.
The wild wolf roams ,
but this is a history of somebody determined to identify their present pledge
developed between the feminists, who make them today.
Their opposition, in effect, concerns surrogate motherhood,
longing to promote peace through credit cards.
The number of your fussy bourgeois sitters
and the phone bills -
parts of a mind-freezing mirror -.
give a watery luminescence.
Shoes were supplied on her birthday.
Lights play music, making it capture necessary exceptional regard.
I still retain, by comparison to her sultry drawl,
excellent abrading powder
which I have been getting from late-night movies.
The deepening darkness
cupped inside my revered cosmos,
grants them vitality.
It is recounted on an important-looking page marked WARNING.

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 13th June 1993

Publication

1998 Target (UK)

After Afternoon

AFTER AFTERNOON

Somewhere amidst the crumbling of witches,
have you forgotten me?
Damn loud in late-night movies,
weeping into healthy apples,
drenched in order to elbow the boundaries
that be glaring under cars in the only society,
no doubt feeling you do everything she can't.
But didn't you scramble him a cigarette in the shower
before bingo took over breakfast,
somewhere amidst the little oysters?
I almost got caught in a watershed;
the silencing of toilet paper,
Momma scraping hell.
Guilt is a universe of gas.
Your warm body grew wet,
viewing this woman dreaming in surreal flicks.
Looking up you preferred the dark lipstick,
stapled her hand to butcher someone's soul.
The normal wee nude's not something that you need to call for -
just a chaingang of the information to get yourself started with the dove.
She thinks of the beauty of food.
You can't keep it from your mother!

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 13th June 1993

Publications

1994 Oasis (UK)
1997 Poetry Lounge (Internet)

(g25)

littering the beach,
debris of town's best hotel
below the landslip

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 11th June 1993

Publications

2004 Sons of Camus Writers International Journal (Canada)
2007 Ginyu (Japan)

New Louder Amen

NEW LOUDER AMEN

Real nude women mourned new ale.
Women end a rule, one mad new rule,
lead our new men -our new deal men.

Meow unlearned.
Woe emerald nun.
We lend enamour, lure new daemon, wed numeral one.

We lured one man - me a loner unwed.
One man we ruled wore dun enamel.

One mauled wren were a model nun
Nod me a new rule.

Wee annum older - new almoner due!

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 18th May 1993

Publication

1996 Boggers All

A New Demon Rules Eden Now

A NEW DEMON RULES EDEN NOW

A new male can mess around with delightful associations.
Three biorhythm curves cut on the inadequacy of Hells' Angels
wake you up although treble criticals are detailed below.
You pray for an interim identity
marked by long wet silk stockings
waved towards his passion,
but when she becomes intimate,
and I cling on top of her to scoff about Pavlovian conditioning,
they tell you he isn't unhappy,
Given something hanging from her shyness,
I'm sure the heel of time appears disguised as a variety of lava :
understand that it covers the pallid countenance of status.
What dreams may come when we have a defence policy of conviction?
Our men win a ha'penny.
I can't support child processes, she complains.
See my master's lost her poems.
Prose poems are repeatable: eulogy is just what I don't decree.
Enrol me a true nude male, a box of criticism and the chief.
Write off the encounter I've specified.
The Black-crested titmouse goes turkey in the word processor.
Harmony has always thought worthy, contemporary poetry flaccid,
Contradictory and possessing the visual aesthetics
Of a modernistic naked gentleman.

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 18th May 1993

Publication

1993 Tops the Toadbird (UK)

(g24)

church coffee morning
thronged with shoppers escaping
the Saturday rain

© Gerald England

Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 15th May 1993

Publications

1993 Tops The Toadbird (UK)
1998 Sparrow (Croatia)

*****
crkveno jutro
natiskano kupcima pobjeglim
od subotnje kiše

Gerald England

translated from English to Croatian by Marijan Èekolj

Publication

1998 Sparrow (Croatia)

(g23)

picturesque village
beauty blighted by litter
of house "For Sale" signs

© Gerald England

Composed: Parkgate, 8th May 1993

Publication

1998 Sparrow (Croatia)

*****
slikovito selo —
ljepota uništena šutovinom
I oznakama na kuæama za prodaju

Gerald England

translated from English to Croatian by Marijan Èekolj

Publication

1998 Sparrow (Croatia)

Letter to Joseph

LETTER TO JOSEPH

Numerous discern not double-meanings.
Poetry is confident responses
Computer programs can muddle around for twenty years!

Any good poem should give something to the hungry child
Time poses as a season-word.
All quibblers that the enchanter has not put to sleep
produce a Japanese verse form I sense is ill-fated.
A worthy poem should make cowards
of the establishment of ignorance.

Feedback of the original that kisses her literary endeavours.
becomes a declaration of solidarity with the leading question.
Personally I find the essential sentence construction pigswill
-- poems that make a misery of slumber.
I could share the law's delay,
a long time if they were comfortably settled

Turning to your letter of adversities,
blue scyllas are somewhat appalling in an ocean of poetry.
Various scrawlers execute biting remarks.
I haven't got the rules concerning
the use of reason to scrutinise a star.
I'm pleased to enhance publicity -
Joseph you did ask for a reply
toward a passionless girl who willing gives herself
It is a stance of creation that I write most of the enterprise.

I went through a cupboardful of humility. and devised
a place of importance for the fair Ophelia,
so the warm summer looks like the latest that kissed her flesh.
The tyrant is corrupt, while others be fond of arrogance;
of the thousand customary quakes.
I went to entice the fair Ophelia to intimate consummation,
Now it is time to sleep.

Fairstead's a barely significant place but I need to rest to record.
Compare the mind of the Norwich housewife,
with the cold woman who can manipulate material across sperm.
I'm not smelling Sunlight is for balance.
Today I don't take arms against a mass of masochist constructs
in the twilight by drifting snow.
Knowing why blanched honest voluptuousness
is sicklied o'er with late sixties pretensiousness,
all writers find themselves perplexed when I use
very few warnings and the fetish object of the day.

Poetic forms are twisted;
only poets can mix together several portions of naivete.
Poetry is imagining a clear perspective;
contempt of the lilac; not the nuances of vast essences;
the whips and posters; a lovesong on a memoir.
Fresh ideas and the client gets filled in the Smoke.
Flesh is the sunken bridge his quietus makes.
Many writers find the hearth-rug, in meaningful ways;
but elsewhere that weather-wise virgin
has the more fashionable hairstyle and scorns ignorance.

Stooping beneath oaken beams is an assertion of modesty.
Departing as brusquely or crudely as he kissed her,
his wife says I've been researching with a bare bodkin.
The yellow crocuses made sterile by restitution
abandon the useful bits.
Death's flower opens in the case of art forms
no less important than the rush to expose his body.

No newsreel screams with detail.
Yielding the undiscovered state,
he uses different language-forms to the giant albatross
or the insolence of the hungry child.
Discuss the manufacture of power, not exploiting place-names.
Any literature off this is stimulating and fossilises twilight.

Turning to your comment on the door --
try to emphasise giving up to include a label and a moment.
It was fun seeking to understand the ladies' hockey team!
Dear Joseph, in the bedroom
the contention is information.
The pangs of the heron are ultimately the requirement to take arms.
Haikuists live only for the moment.

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 4th May 1993

Publication

2000 MIR (USA)

Poem from the Great Minds at IBM

POEM FROM THE GREAT MINDS AT I.B.M.

All opposed are outlined by the crucial determination of the minor.
You simply turn it off.
Steps are transferred from a company named Type Solutions.
A number of people don't realise that it's duplicated.
We enjoyed creating them.

I will handle the media.
A quantity of aeroplanes is required.
First try the use for a conjuring-trick in the pudding.

The sun shines on the centre of hands;
The physical devices just happen to be fun.
That is an experiment,
while the sun shines on other interesting things

Micro was a crooked cat, admiring the old data
in conjunction with the kitten's neck.
Since it is prepared to be going on,
more information is available to produce legible text.
Now you know she scrambled back
and left a penny on white bread and a Security policy.

Will he run to watch the European Parliament?
Really it depends upon the poor thing getting fat.
Half asleep, between
them the wind blows -- this end of the cow
which I'll discuss at a later stage.
They wake up at work
to say that first she has developed
the rules of romps by the bonfire.
To-morrow he is not being punished for the National Start Fiasco,
Both are hinting of the cleaning lady.
You are not static, her writing on the patio
and wooing their heads.

Lorna, stresses,
before this mind numbing loghorrea continues unabated
there you go through to be up,
but Audrey returns
rejected from my last adventure.

My left ear just cleared.
Louise says she may consider
the original outline you have a good example,
although other companies, plotted against her father.

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 28th April 1993

Publication

1996 Good Fight (USA)

tanka 10

from the single track
ending at private estate
deep in Loch Striven
moored old tanker disguises
itself as a distant house

© Gerald England

Composed: Dunoon, 12th April 1993

Publication

1994 Ore (UK)

Getting Close

GETTING CLOSE

The geese do not know which way to turn
they have been circling the equator for days now
not one of them is qualified to drive the jumbo jet
and I have hijacked her dream.

The elephants have gone on strike
demanding double pay and a shorter week
while the iguanas are busy searching the dictionary
for words they can use in their defence.

She looks for others to pilot her past
the dining-room table on which a vase of daffodils
waits for the clocks to forward
the nose cone misses but the noise still shatters the glass.

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 27th March 1993

Publications

1994 The Endless Mountains Review (USA)
1998 The Free Cuisenart (Internet)

[5q]

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 25th February 1993

Publications

1996 Quickenings (USA)
1996 Mobius (MI, USA)
1997 Lateral Moves (UK)

(g21)

just a single dove
atop our back garden tree
on Valentine's day

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 14th February 1993

Publications

1996 Q (USA)
1997 Stop Gap (UK)
2000 MIR (USA)
2002 World Haiku Association (Internet)
2003 Version (Internet)

*****
просто одинокий голубь
на верхушке нашего черного садового дерева
день Валентина

Russian translation by Polay

Publication

2003 Version (Internet)

*****
голубь - одна штука
на обуглившемся дереве в нашем саду
в Валентинов день

Russian translation by dh

Publication

2003 Version (Internet)

*****
стонет белый голубочек
на черном-черном дереве -
Валентинов день

Russian translation by Багджо

Publication

2003 Version (Internet)

*****
...а всего-то одинокий голубок
на верхушке чёрной яблони в саду
да Валентинов День

Russian translation by jefi-jun

Publication

2003 Version (Internet)

Starting Windows

STARTING WINDOWS

Birthday cake collapses from the end.
Compatibility rating is positive,
emotional and finds your point.
Your blind date turns out any problems you have.
You call to determine if you should follow
a group of hells angels on the mouse
whilst pointing at the tired cock.
The door tries to run FULL SCREEN.
For your convenience, take the city.
Your pet rock snaps at the pavement.
You go up and perhaps it fits better.
Electric music from the masochist
constructs a full authority
to make sure that you wish for signs
and then Bell created the end of controversy;
there is mixed response.
But I will find the icon.
Make sure you close the rules
and the requirement to separate the past
from the Windows is given you
if you want this document on the CPU.
You should conform to enhance publicity.
They know the hearth-rug,
while others the partitions of the off
to afford publicity a fifth interrupt.
I can't support you with the pudding pan.
Whither dost thou wander?
Please to see prime mainframe architecture
in that the sun was a micro soon stopped
by his wife who can say his crown
beats the competent authorities
relating to the issues such as sport,
and CANNOT POSSIBLY wait
until the program responds.
You wish you could find
my design of Christmas pie,
else fuller details of biscuits,
which leads he fears to endless meetings.

GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 29th December 1992

Publications

1993 Dada Tennis (USA)
1994 International Poetry (USA)

The Woman

THE WOMAN

She is the artist's model
hers the face, legs, breasts, arms,
curves hugging his canvas;
hues of red and blue and yellow -
three colours creating shades
as many as her moods.

She is the artist's lover
so long as his art remains
galleried in the garage,
she the provider
of inspiration and food
from her wages at the factory.

She is the artist's envoy
taking his art into the world,
dealing with dealers
putting her faith to the test
promoting a first viewing
upping the price in the public's eye.

She is the artist's history
when he forsakes her
for the glamour of the acclaim
to which she has led him
powerless to destroy the art
to which part of her belongs.

She is everybody's now
hung on walls around the world
her image peddled on postcards,
not flesh - just dried pigments
breathing the artist's life
while she remains alone, unknown.

GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 12th December 1992

Publications

1994 CLEOPTRA (Trento, Edizioni Universum)
2008 Ocho (USA)

(g19)

white bannister rail
covered with black fingermarks
children in the house

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Upton by Chester, 30th October 1992

Publication

2006 Clouds Peak (Internet)

Memoirs of Maastricht

MEMOIRS OF MAASTRICHT

This declaration shall not affect the original treaty
Establishing the seat of the war knitters.
It shall be concluded between the public's confidence
In all Allies under the purposes
Of the bad conditions the war fuelled.

ARTICLE 95 and other serious forms of languages.
The Commission shall recommend Christmas be a period free
From frosty mist - on an international scale.

The union shall adopt whatever may keep coming our way
And others can be agreed in the party but there is no magic.
Horror will come to rest.
The Member States take their own initiative regarding
Provisions relating to the news team waiting for you.

DECLARATION ON CO-OPERATION IN THE QUILT TO ENJOY GUILT
Forget your memo: At the exchange of the boss making love
To get an international business machine,
It shall consult one who walks up Europe-wide
Preventing the analogous odd couple of their administrations.

Declaration on a new reproductive intercourse.
Protocol on some contemporary writers I've mentioned makes it
Proper but different from arrows aimed at the history
Of lesbian assimilation of currency and duly taken by the
European Community to be republished as the rights activism.

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 27th October 1992

Publication

1993 Mobius (WI, USA)

Mouth Rape

MOUTH RAPE

open wider
relax your lips
fighting to retain
my sanity
as hard metal
probes my insides
water pouring
into cavities
unable to scream
my tongue
desperate
to escape
i grip the sides
of the couch
think of naked
receptionists
relax your lips
open wider
i try
not to resist
to hold back
the choking
come again
soon
he says
handing me
a tissue
and smiling
through his own
white teeth

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 22nd October 1992

Publications

1993 Mobius (WI, USA)
1998 LIMBO TIME (Hyde, New Hope International)

Writing the Cheque

WRITING THE CHEQUE

Loneliness is a biro pen and no paper.
The power belongs to me and a guy from COMMUNITY:
I wrote back but there appeared no escape.
I borrowed another drink. Anyway, he was marooned.
The big cheese plant got its annual wash -
It looks far better for a lovely brush.
It's ridiculous to speculate.
From the national central banks came the shouts
of their salaries, pensions and the European System.
We filled in the wall in a metro-van
chasing an equivalent claim under cars
in accordance with an open market economy in treacle
and national central banks shall have the garage.
In view of the hectic routine, the bank notes,
the FINE ARTS SOCIETY is chasing
in despair from Doncaster and mobile tea-shops.
We go to Byres Rd TESCO; children are playing.
We get hamburgers - an efficient allocation of food.
We couldn't win at half past nine,
on the required minimum reserves
on accounts with piranhas scrambling.
Louise comes up but I can't say
I'm feeling turned on by chapter 8 of the treaty.
The Golden Virginia Tobacco competition results
are published tomorrow
but I am still full of loneliness.
Subject to visiting neighbours' houses and bodies,
the carpenter curls within a mile
of those claiming under the ninth floor.
Let me introduce you.
It's something that to date initiated legal proceedings
against bodies that support the thaw on northern hills,
forsaking the Governing Council,
supporting the journey's pointlessness.
Visitors go to town on the council,
in the smooth conduct of a letter.
Returning for my last advert in the impression
that matters will be resolved today.
Ah well, in the morning perhaps.
We go to town on a proposal from Doncaster
and shall act by jove - fill in 'destiny' -
my birthday going nowhere fast.
The worst of money - a bounced cheque.

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 17th October, 1992

Publications

1994 Radio Void (USA)
2006 Other Voices (Internet)

(g18)

under dragon clouds
swallows swarm on their way south
- summer so soon gone

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 9th October 1992

Publications

1995 Sparrow (Croatia)
1997 Lateral Moves (UK)
1998 LIMBO TIME (Hyde, New Hope International)
1999 NASA (USA)
2000 MIR (USA)
*****
divlji oblaci
jato lastavica put juga
- ljeto je prebrzo proslo


© Gerald England

translated into Croatian by Marijan Cekolj

Publication

1995 Sparrow (Croatia)

(g17)

on the Rannoch road
though we drive the car up close
the owl does not move

© Gerald England

Composed: Gee Cross, 7th October 1992

Publications

1993 Mirrors (USA)
1995 Northwords (UK)
1998 LIMBO TIME (Hyde, New Hope International)
1999 NASA (USA)
2000 MIR (USA)

Reply to Information

REPLY TO INFORMATION

RESOLVED to a single institutional framework,
by parallel progress in the bad:
this function allows you to restart the moon.

RESOLVED to restart the war pretty good
in the Netherlands, but nothing was working.
The guard watched him eat the chocolate cake.

DESIRING to create firm bases for some lime.
So mud sinks and before me
the grass does not grow stagnant.

RESOLVED to her sultry lips on payment systems;
a knitter dares take her on lazy afternoons;
something mysterious is annexed
to the PROTOCOL on a dog's bark.

Conference agrees that it is surely
an accidental coincidence.
Meeting in the back,
a DECLARATION on her wits is sung.

Then you being unrealistic,
he said something about overseas countries
and being profound.
We cannot find the gods!

© GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 4th October 1992

Publication

1993 Dial 174 (UK)