His first chapbook was The Fabulous Invention Of Barnsley (Dearne Community Arts, 1993).
His website is thewombwellrainbow.wordpress.com
Clay Pipes For Shoes
His two clay pipes fitted her small, delicate feet perfectly.
Tobacco smoke swirled around her thighs
as she contemplated the pencil describing
his face held by the hand so realistically emerging
from the front of the postcard addressed
to his German aunt in Andalusia.
Walks Around In Rabbit Holes
alive to the eyes of foxes
with mouths full of bird feathers
and stuffing pillows with duck feathers
in hope their mobile will ring with a text
from the vet who needs to vaccinate
against Mad Cow's and haunted chicken
coops as he hears door slams
and barbecue voices,
badgers defended by cows.
A Cup Of Clear Water
is a blue sky to your throat
as you sup all I have left.
I watch your soil darken.
A cloud moves through it.
Watch that bitten bottom lip
sob of yours take the easy route
of cumulonimbus spits
at earth a flatiron spray
of steam to remove my creases.
Your waters curl through ground
that needs more surge to move it.
A pearl of sweat suspends the eye
wavers on one of your risen follicles.
Your river dammed by my mouth.
Only the troposphere
can hear your heart.
A Duvet Is
trout waiting to be tickled.
Our Duffle coats are horses
shudder under rain.
Your roads are filigrees of satin
on a hardwood occasional table.
Your songs daily papers bought
for the pictures.
My reverence is taking my shoe
and socks off in company.
Your ears lamps that sputter into life.
Running water is a foreign language.
Jesus is a blue recycling bin
33 daubed in white on its sides
out in undeveloped wasteland.
Happiness is an uncompleted transaction.