rescue
when time is unrolled from its cardboard tube the fabric of history revealed as a flat plane linear and fixed documented and past the edge the end of that flat… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Poetry
Magenta
These days, it ebbs And flows, My magenta mood, The colour of melancholy, Fear, lack of belief, A sense Of senselessness. Today is a day when The mood is a… Continue Reading
Rigid
You would almost believe It were still summer, the Sun fierce in an azure sky, And the olives swelling on The single tree in the English garden, the birds Singing… Continue Reading
Scintillating
That day, he thought he had won Her over with his scintillating lies, The stories he made up of a past he Never had, of lives and loves only Ever… Continue Reading
Overflowing
He wakes up five minutes After the autumn equinox, the Blanket of day mute and grey Around him, The silence of This place stretches out into the City, a cloak… Continue Reading
Acquiesce
Another decision Corrodes in his Quiet despair Under the smile, Indecision Ever-present, the Sense of being Carelessly left Eviscerated. R 22/09/2023 07:50 Quietly, he lets her take Control of him,… Continue Reading
Treasure
TREASURE the slow morning the sunshine through the kitchen window the clink of the cup on its saucer the scent of coffee and breakfast cake the silence of us sitting… Continue Reading
Mortified
I forget I am the only summer child In my family, which explains my need For heat and sun, and why I am Mortified when clouds push their way Over… Continue Reading
Outfit
It was a lie. Summer was meant to Outfit him with enough Heat to last a year. It ran out before The autumn solstice, The last few days A grey… Continue Reading
Verdict
Science cannot understand Creativity nor the act of creation. Its verdict on art is – nice but Not necessary, want but not need. It has translated this into what it… Continue Reading