Archive for the 'Poems' Category

The New Shape of Monster

Tuesday, November 26th, 2024

The wind blew me into a new shape – a strange shape A shape I did not know or recognise This new shape was an old shape And I am monster – framed in exactitudes by others I am mother – the maker A conduit who is more Who is PERSON. I am etched and […]

Rain and Ruins and Reigning

Tuesday, November 19th, 2024

Found Poems of the Concrete – The Priory The city landscape is multifaceted and layered, within this city, the one I chose as home – there is industrial wealth rotting from the victorian glory and areas of decay a few decades in the making – fixed with memories and longings and a hope that transcends […]

Knitting Nits

Tuesday, November 12th, 2024

When I have nits Grown ups say They are bad And the itching I’ll agree Will drive you mad But have you seen That grown ups tend To get a little thine on top? And out of their chins pops wispy hairs That’s because Knitting nits Knot your hair Make it strong and thick And […]

Frost Coating

Monday, October 21st, 2024

In summer it was a wild place But not now No not now For the frost has come Stretching out it’s fingers Freezing the forests heart The snow had failed to follow And a pale mist swallowed the landscape Subliming onto the trees In crackles The lakes heart was not touched Though the pools at […]

The Machine

Sunday, October 13th, 2024

The loop spins round and a round Grey honed metallic – monsterous Smooth with no teeth, waiting expectant

Creative Angst

Monday, October 7th, 2024

The Drip, the drop of emotional rot The pain that ripples, the pain that cripples Waves of creativity sunk by angst Repeating, needing, weeping… Over and over, you and me Thoughts bleed out in the night.

The Polvolt

Saturday, September 28th, 2024

Athletic movement, smooth grace Honed muscle strains… Up up and away Up up and over The polvolt drops An ooff impacts the mat

The Eye

Monday, September 23rd, 2024

Shells of air Embrace cusions Encapsulate Wave froth Spitting foam Within echos – A stiller life Fear that stillness Quiet and static Stasis reached Chaos quenched A race begins

When the Interest Says Go Home

Saturday, June 15th, 2024

When I was first online, I got responses all the time, but as the internet has grown, the stats have shown, a sad decrease… in my geek cog turning grease. The universe probably wants me to stop, to give up my multitudinal blogs. But I shall not… listen, And churn out the words of the […]

Fatigue

Thursday, March 21st, 2024

Dark rims Under blue eyes Smooth cheeks Creased Lips fadded To crenulated dessication Bones ache into the night