Poems by Rg Gregory
crematorium-return
... i want the consciousness you're intoo much a strain - my mind can't click ...
the sex-peace
... and be it in the best way that you canthe first thing about a woman my daughter ...
ulster
... nobody would ever be shot deadand all those poor people ...
images of snow - february 1996
... with a white fur round its throatsnow is a treacherous fox-face ...
starling
... rough and unperturbedi don't suppose it was educated ...
we say
... or politicians they're all the same to uswe say blame the politicians ...
avalanche
... bleeds about the mountainagain the grumbling drumroll ...
i'm going to give up loving you
... love says you've got to do itwhen you hate the world you don't owe nothing ...
the arrival of spring (cathe waller)
... new year flaked from the old one's hookthen overnight such a change of heart ...
the plane and the blackbird
... from rain into sunshinetill almost the hilltop ...
natural therapy
... the daisy knows everything there is to knowabout not taking yourself too seriously - about ...
girl (three) and the black horse
... the flowering cherries and the church spirewhen i'm a grown-up - then i'll come ...
speedboats
... in the red lakedaggers skimmed in and out ...
handyman
... splitting time's atoms or drowning in feathersbetween them i can't shape my own signposts ...
chicken's claw
... and a hand as thin as a chicken's claw ...
