Poetry from Henry Bladon


Hermetic thoughts rampage

down corridors of uncertainty.

Weather-beaten corners

and fragmented stalactites.

Ouroboros. Benzene ring.

Moon phase dog days.

Hippocampus. Seahorse,

double dragon,

talking underwater.

Silver plated dribble

running round the side of a coin,

drops into a black hole.

Foreign tongue says omnucrescence.

Unwound watch sitting

on the edge of time,

communicating with the dead

through nicotine haze.

Tricked into the wrong answer,

the clock winds on.