R.G. Foster

Uneasy Quartet

Spying commerce
On a shady veranda,
The blue mink sprung
At naked knees
Well-torn, ‘mid garland swirls
of pinks, and such.


Davis, stood at the crag-top, observes
the ranks a-dangle, bone-built mutations
fat-draped, decided.


Abstracts o’ the scientists
Spin on upward,
Rhetoric in darkness,
Science & Politics:
Advancing Fantasies.


The princess, once,
Begun to think -
‘Would not
A melody brighten the house?’
But employment, alas,
was not her arena.

R.G. Foster © 2014

1959+

Titled it ‘Blue’
but it was green, GREEN
(as ole’ H.C...)

drought land, dumb stream, cassia,

a notable hole in advertising

‘Lips
Bring in
The smoke, burns in
Cells
‘til
Exhalation’

“Modern” discolouring
of an ecstasy.

ministers praise the imports,
Leisure sees itself retained
before the widening house-fronts.

R.G. Foster © 2014