New Poetry by C S Hughes

Roll The Bones

I send signals to ships at sea

I was confused about what you were saying

But you’ve cleared that up now with what you said

Your wet-mouthed commentaries

Because of signal latency

We are receiving your message early

Please unrepeat

Semaphore your little flags

Three flares at night

A warning that the rocks

Are underneath and overhead

The water between treacherous

The squid small and curious

The suckers lecherous

In their fifty-dollar suits

Pockets turned out

Grottoes empty of treasure

Secondhand shoes

Shined with spit

For two dollars

Below the heels

Above the toes

Aching pirouettes

Amongst a litany of other complaints

Dancing under turbid behemoths

You can see the lighthouse


- C S Hughes 2015

C S Hughes grew up on both sides of the tracks in ochre towns and charcoal cities. When he was young he hoboed across the country by thumb and freight train, before spending several years in reading and study. He has lived in parks and palaces and worse places, creates innovative poetry pieces illustrated with his own photography and digital artworks in iBooks, including the interactive poem “Four Score”, and has occasionally had a story or poem published on paper. He also recently created and wrote the book on "The Art Of Knitting Needle Ikebana". His pictures of cows and trees can sometimes be seen around South Gippsland in local art and photography shows.

He writes commentary on popular culture and edits at nerdalicious.com.au, publishes some older poems and occasional musings online at http://satanloves.me/author and more recently has released the collection "Cars Crashed In Charcoal Cities" as an ebook, and had poems published in A Guide To Sydney Rivers and Uneven Floor.

He says he is getting older but no more wise.