This poem originally appeared on my personal blog in response to a news article. Hopscotch Here’s some chalk Now go and play Hopscotch was fun, in my day A small child smiles up at his mum Then runs outside in the sun And begins to draw the hopscotch grid When out pops his friend – […]
The Dead Galaxy Hung in the Vacuum A dark remnant Of a glittering time A ghostly structure Where the cogs seized Where the fire died Where there was an end to annihilation And the star birth The cycle broken the whisper of creation Silenced It drifted Dense in blackness With the Eater of Light Still […]
In the beginning there was not the Word It was late in coming Before the Word There was the Picture An image A concept A shape in the Mind Forming the Landscape of Thought Rolling indistinct and whole Spiking into hyper-realms A quitoxic state For to show the Picture To form the Landscape In another’s […]
A butterfly stirred within in my curious hand Hesitant to take the offered nectar Golden, amber, sweet It’s tongue long and curled appeared Lapping gently with distraction I looked up at the sign Butterflies for sale, $12 Wings translucent in half dream light Shimmer, golden-blue It walked on insect legs tickling my finger The drone […]
Green and leafy forest light Watching over maidens plight Purple night dark and cold Witches plot, evil bold Red rose lips cold to touch Drank the poison with her lunch Black and dark the misery sleep Hoping waiting faeries peep Greying hags place dragon there The maiden sleeps in its care Silvered moonbeams lead the […]
A picture of words Built a syllable at a time A landscape of nouns Growing inescapable and fast A house of verbs Constructed from the atom A path of paragraphs Leading to the whole A garden of letters Blooming into structures known A fence of grammar Constraining, territories marked A tree of syntax Branches high, […]
Hello! I’m a Bardic Rhymerian Monster – a very special type of Gurgitation monster, but instead of just looking at all styles of writing and putting up with any old prose like Red Monster and Blue Monster do, I specialise in Poetry! The Writing Monsters live at the Edge of the World where realities of […]