GRANT FRASER Poems

The forensic
photographer,
literally
climbs up
...

Buddha pome
denied,

and tired and tried,
...

I especially remember
crumbling orange broken
bricks in the sun,
...

Retract retract!
is it that,
or isn't it,
look again?
...

The one in your
head, or so you
tell me,
...

0A life of dark surprises,
you could say
is underway,
...

Oh! I knew you,
should I say something,

make a comment...
...

I hit myself a few times today,
on Poem-hunter, just what can I say,

I wanted to look at me, not you, or him,
...

I went out in
the fog with my
new 35mm,
...

Mrs Mctavish
I heard today was dead,
Now she's went to heaven
to join her fat stinky tomcat
...