Slim Volumes

Poetry by Phil Rees

Inlaw

A day alone at last I have peace.

Except your dad just wants a hand.

Nothing too big on his lists.

A score of tiny jobs

Crumpled in pockets.

There is no rest

For poor old

Wicked

Me.

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Haiku 49

blissful exhaustion
this silent morning, baby
sleeps peaceful at last

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Asymptomatic

unfeeling
and unnerved
disturbed
absent
an unveiling pain
complaining
would seem like disdain
or feigning
so I just
remain

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Haiku 48

autumnal hubbub
crisp as dried leaves, their voices
drown slow breaking waves

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Physiology

thought ruled empty meat
I rode a shell

no more

the shell rides me
filled to bursting
this cornucopia
triggers receptors
twitching lethargically
collapsing between
unwanted states
don’t laugh
i cry
but still the flesh
throbs with every pulse
squeezing thin blood
laced
with angry fatigue

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Haiku 47

from spring to winter’s

end, when i will rot or burn,

i sculpt a lifetime

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Haiku 46

concussion of moths

from last night’s window, mourning

scattered on the deck

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Haiku 45

in sunburned garden

hot foot the deck, lay blissful

naked in the shade

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Haiku 44

vultures on thermals
above tai chi set, fuck off
not getting me yet

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Haiku 43

high on the thermals
crows mobbing eagles, cawing
hey get off my land

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