#2,635 I am aulder than my fatherI am aulder than my fatherever was [for good] – for allmy rest-of years [until thattime when counting halts]& I regard all he never sawhere now – What would’vebeen his not-said remarks‘bout smart phones

#2,597 There is more to know

Jan 20th, 2023 43s

https://mikebellpoems.com/there-is-more-to-know/#2,597 There is more to knowby MikeBellPoems.com20 January 2023There is more to know after this time& I would swipe left with that armourof hindsight –we share disasters & allour summons

Flood Warnings

Oct 1st, 2021 59s

Poem # 2,187: Flood Warningsby Mike Bell1 October 2021Multiple Bézier curves switchunderfoot – runnels – streamsof banked up fallen leaves – afoul rain played overnight – astorm – near-monsoon – waslabelled [by a meteorologist] –No

I Will Not Learn

Sep 30th, 2021 1m 3s

I will not learnby Mike BellI will not learn anotherlanguage - nor drive atspeeds to Nürburgringin a Maserati - & I willnot make love to threeothers at once [insteadescorted nearer a 60thyear by time’s whores]& I’ll not be aligned

That Wooden Bench

Sep 29th, 2021 35s

Poem #2,185: That wooden benchby Mike Bell29 September 2021For FThat wooden bench [positioned byComité des Parcs et Loisirs] offeredyou temporary rest in Nice – there ahundred-ish squawks of school kidspulled at recalls – [lang

Exile Nothing

Sep 29th, 2021 1m 13s

Poem 2,184Exile Nothingby Mike Bell28 September 2021We must first agree to exile nothing –I find myself all alone under ancientremnants of scaling canopies [dumbamong oaks which enfold thickness –a century in a grasp] – I’m not mys

Exile Nothing

Sep 28th, 2021 1m 20s

Poem # 2,184: Exile Nothingby Mike Bell 28th September 2021We must first agree to exile nothing –I find myself all alone under ancientremnants of scaling canopies [dumbamong oaks which enfold thickness –a century in a grasp] – I’m

That second-hand wedding dress

Sep 24th, 2021 35s

That second-hand wedding dressThat second-hand weddingdress [on a headless bride]stands too upright - a WhitSunday parody of fashion -donated - such investmentin marriage short-lived - asan echo of failure to restateauld avowals & lo

Here Will Be Houses

Aug 19th, 2021 1m 19s

Poem #2,146: Here will be housesby Mike Bell19 August 2021Among moulting thistles &below lengthening shadesformed by summer bloom[auld urges commissionedby time] – it’s here I shelterfrom a deluge of showers –that pissing-off overh

Of Being Fathers

Aug 17th, 2021 34s

Poem #2,142: Of Being Fathersby Mike Bell13 August 2021For WMThere is a sudden urgencyamong my things – my sonis here – my youngest – notan ours – he brings his cold& sniffles [tested okay] – tosit with me [& his device isflicked

I Miss That Cruelty

Aug 9th, 2021 33s

Poem #2,139: I miss that crueltyI miss that cruelty – it isa curse [it is fixed in myblood] – bruised dignitywas my grisly swelling –She told me things thatwould make me sick – avomited response to allher wins – Only from herlips we

It shall return to me

Aug 8th, 2021 1m 30s

2137: It shall return to meby Mike Bell7 August 2021It shall return to mewithout portent [noclear signal] – I let acontraction settle &command all grips –all workings will notbe set by my adjure –It is time to roll intoa ball to de

Before l Go

Apr 30th, 2021 46s

Before l Goby Mike Bell29 April 2021I’d have to use BlackfriarsBridge – London – if askedto name it [I cannot recallwhen I last crossed by it] –I swam benign widths [inmy day] – slipping grassybanks in Surrey – My lastview would be

Carnival Rides

Jun 23rd, 2020 1m 9s

Carnival RidesWalls of Death ask tobe peered at [leant inover shoddy welding]until a howl of breaththen provokes a spininto a swirl of vertigoSo sleep - sleep alone[shoot-em-up carnivalclamours don't count]In Super 8 minutes ofthr

BLUEBIRDS OVER

Jun 19th, 2020 48s

Bluebirds Overby Mike BellPoem 1829Your bed whiffs of miserable sex[& urine’s drip-drip]/ I’ll shove youaway once your ill Queen is dead/I am sailing to Sealand where ourborder is an irregular confusion –[there they don’t crave our Ho

How I Am Doing

Jun 17th, 2020 36s

How I Am DoingA red heart beats in my tall binit trots out subtle thud-a-thuds[no one will die tonight]/ It is astruggle to talk about 'how I'mdoing' - I attend a playground-bait of held-back & brave boysdon't cry - hold it off -

Elder Respect

Jun 17th, 2020 33s

Elder RespectCloudy cordial – it was too sootfor my tongue – inbred-sweet &all sugar-buzz – Grandma’s own& she is an amazing woman [noproof given] None ‘fess that sheshould add in a splash of bitter-truths/ I’d tie her up – then off to

A Taste Of Honey

May 25th, 2020 48s

A Taste of Honeyhttps://mikebellpoems.com/a-taste-of-honey/Dear Steven Patrick Morrissey –mononymously known by your burly surnameI fell in love with you in nineteen eighty-four –or maybe slightly before – when you sang a lullaby –Yes

Pleasure Demolished

May 25th, 2020 1m 1s

Pleasure DemolishedThey'll solicit obliteration ofour old theatre [not heedingcomplaints from preservers& old-way-fixers with booksreferencing how long thosestall & circle dream pits satin our gist]/ Homer was notone for such revery/ I

News At One

May 25th, 2020 1m 16s

News at OneTime will not be adjusted [to suityour needs] - that's my assumed forecast of less-assured futuresHistories - that slip of shadowedkisses & us [such burden of loveis brief - emptied skies less rare]My cadaver has a fixed co

QUADROPHENIA

May 23rd, 2020 52s

Quadropheniahttps://mikebellpoems.com/quadrophenia/Shingle/ Vinegar/ Under-pierstrokes of cock - undesired[pills were not dropped aftera fuck]/ Complaints by age-weighted sunbathers - youthscum/ Sing to me [when youcan] 'bout zoot suit

Christmas Island

May 23rd, 2020 52s

Christmas Islandhttps://mikebellpoems.com/christmas-island/Their trams still ran [inHiroshima] - among allof their loss of 1945+/As if precise modes ofpublic transport would[still] rotate in a flawedcountry like ours/ Timehas moved fo

Devices & Desires.mp3

May 16th, 2020 2m 48s

Devices & Desires.. we fail to realise how unnecessarymany things areSeneca - Letters from a StoicI may forbear fingering magalogsof wants-not-needs - buying hopeon our poking 'phones of poppingofferings/ Mutterings are greedily over

Phone Only

Apr 30th, 2020 1m 3s

Poem by Mike BellPhone OnlyFor S.L.My braiding-into-shuddering swirlsoff your words - my reddened eyesrub to wetness - sweat - squeezing& grabs - your scuttled sofa inchesacross your tenebrous room - minescrapes to make underlinings/

Phone Only

Apr 14th, 2020 1m 3s

Phone OnlyFor S.L. A lost braiding-into-shudder comesoff your words - my reddened eyesrub to wetness - sweat - squeezing& grabs - your scuttled sofa inchesacross your tenebrous room - minescrapes to make underlinings/ Ourroles - story