Cat and mouse
Cat and mouse Sun bed, shorts, sun cream. Another chance to top up his tan. A cloud smothers the sun. Temperature plummets. Sticks it out as long as he can. Finally, pulls on his sweater. As if on cue, the sun re-emerges. Hotter than ever. All morning: sweater off, sun in. Sweater back on, sun […]
Habit
Every time a charity bag is posted through my letterbox I think ‘this time I’ll let it go’ But then I stroke its fine velour, admire the red silk lining of its jacket take it out to dust it down, put it back and close the wardrobe doors again. I cannot bear to let it […]
November 2016 Challenge
So you’ve written 31 poems in the las 31 days and you can’t just give up the habit. Habits. Make what you will of them… Here’s a poem by Jonathan Edwards: http://www.poetryarchive.org/poem/nun-bicycle
The Therapist Gets An Eye Test
The Therapist Gets An Eye Test The circumference of his face hung like one of saturn’s moons blurry in the middle-distance of the two-metre square dimly lit room. “Look towards me and follow the tiny light” he spins her gently to the right – swoooooosh “look up to the ceiling and down to the floor” […]
Wisdom
“Never keep your tomatoes in the fridge” my visitors tell me and I wonder, as I make them tea, – one weak as dishwater – one artificially sweetened do we all display these symptoms or is it a British condition? During dinner I am made aware of a universal intolerance to nutmeg, there is rampant […]
Star attraction
Star attraction Fatal moment, first time I saw her, felt the pull from fifty feet away. Stella the North Star. Cool blonde, ice maiden, northern lighthouse across a sea of faces. Caught in her frosty beam, I was drawn through the crowd to her side. Soon locked in her cold embrace But I wasn’t the […]
Birth out of wedlock
The room was silent except for the crackle of electricity which flared from newspaper pages. The three of us waiting for a ghost from the past whose shadow flickered on and off, on and off. A knock at the door. The ghost stepped over the threshold out of darkness and into light. A substantial ghost […]
November 2015 Challenge – ‘Meeting’
Here’s ‘On the Meeting of Garcia Lorca and Hart Crane’ by Philip Levine: http://www.poetryarchive.org/poem/meeting-garcia-lorca-and-hart-crane Meeting. Anyone with anyone, real or imagined.
The Trickle
written by David Edwards, re-posted by Robbie Burton The Trickle It was a frosty morning, the hoar contained me, my relationship, encompassed fear, she might leave me, float into softer fields, where dandelions look like daffodils. I didn’t care, I’d had enough, my skin was bare, the years of self containment, strangled me, […]
A little book of verse…
Apologies to Sarah Dolan in advance of this post. I have no wish to embarrass you Sarah, but I’d like to say how much I enjoyed your latest poetry collection, ‘Back then, when I was a child…’ The dedication says, ‘this book is for you if you still use words such as ‘Fab’ and ‘Ace” […]