Five Poems

By Christopher Barnes


The curtained downdraft whiffets
Bollinger foil. Our guru’s digs
Shroud in ickiness.
Hung-over bodies perk to a mantra.
As his disposable lighter sparks,
Wisdom twinkles.


FM whines, middlemanning stations,
In a deviating room. Our guru
Channels apparitions, from blurry hip-hop
To trigger-happy propaganda.
Demigod effigies wake on G-Plan.
The fusion of all substance is revealed.


Our guru inflames a sparkler.
Reverence is a posture
In this hard-knocked world.

Ganesh uncurls his trunk
On the hamster wheel.

All effort vanishes.

Chosen For Resurrection

Our guru’s mute
While we hosanna.
The Gorgonized Barbie Doll’s smug
In an orbit of cowbells.
She, the understudy of God,
Freeholds this stopgap body –
Costumed for lustre.

Agnostics whimper in veils.

Ascendant Truth-Speakers

Our guru’s nerve centre’s imperfectly marvellous,
If it twangs in us all.
He rattley bangs the cashbox.

With a bring-to-light
Of this day-glo drum-mauling simian,
We’ll ruminate on enhancement
Profiting by instruction.


In 1998 Christopher Barnes won a Northern Arts writers award. In July 2000 Christopher Barnes read at Waterstones bookshop to promote the anthology ‘Titles Are Bitches’. Christmas 2001 Barnes debuted at Newcastle’s famous Morden Tower doing a reading of his poems. Each year he read for Proudwords lesbian and gay writing festival and I partook in workshops. 2005 saw the publication of Barnes’s collection LOVEBITES published by Chanticleer Press, 6/1 Jamaica Mews, Edinburgh.



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