Michael Gould

Poetry

They Called It Love
https://thespinoff.co.nz/books/24-11-2017/the-friday-poem-they-called-it-love-by-michael-gould

Nostalgia
https://www.snorkel.org.au/024/gould.html

Of a Certain Age
https://c-cluster-110.uploads.documents.cimpress.io/v1/uploads/97dec141-dfcb-43bb-8122-8cfb61ff1c10~110/original?tenant=vbu-digital

A Red Balloon
https://londongrip.co.uk/2022/02/london-grip-new-poetry-spring-2022/#gould

The World Has Gone Mad
https://www.lightenup-online.co.uk/index.php/2020/issue-51-september-2020/michael-gould-the-world-has-gone-mad

5G
https://the-otolith.blogspot.com/2019/10/michael-gould.html

The Fog of Love
https://c-cluster-110.uploads.documents.cimpress.io/v1/uploads/911f9076-5be1-41d6-8d7d-421b9a36de0d~110/original?tenant=vbu-digital

And Then the Sun Set
https://atthebay.org/michael-gould-and-then-the-sun-set-small-musings/

Glazed Donuts
http://www.tarotpoetry.nz/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/Tarot-2.pdf

Vispo from the 1970s
https://the-otolith.blogspot.com/2018/04/michael-gould.html

More vispo from the 1970s
https://the-otolith.blogspot.com/2017/10/michael-gould.html

 

Fear of Feathers

Some sounds of birds (unseen but heard)
may confound those with no sense of the absurd:
take the duck whose quack could bring on a heart attack
in the timid or the meek; it’s no mere squeak
this shrill squawk could lead a paranoid to think he’s being mocked.
Or take the gull whose cry sounds like a human about to die.

How more preferable the pigeon’s cooing and purring, so comforting
I find myself concurring: life is good.

Landfall, Dunedin, New Zealand

 

Gone

Just when you thought
you had it
it vanished
and disappeared
into the atmosphere
when you thought
you had just got it
it’s gone.

The Cafe Reader, Auckland

 

A Cat Catastrophe

When my little kitty died
I got down on my knees
and cried.

Hey, wait —
the above written
about the kitten —
I have to admit
I’ve lied.

The Cafe Reader, Auckland

 

The Devil and the divine

I’ve been with the devil
he lives in hell
the food was divine
the sex, swell.

The Cafe Reader, Auckland