Pragmatism
Pragmatism To have stopped walking, to Not even have started walking, Because of the cold and the rain, And no umbrella, and no raincoat, With darkness coming, would have Been… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: #MastoPrompt
Rite
Rite She prepares herself For the feast, an ancient Rite only she knows, Sprite she is, eternal, The forest, the land, The bloom. She bathes in her Beck, muscles tightened… Continue Reading
Anything But
Anything But Bed time. Skin against skin. Quiet. ‘How was your day?’ Understood mumbles. ‘And yours?’ ‘Nothing different.’ ‘We’ll move that stuff At the weekend.’ ‘Sounds good.’ ;I’m tired.’ ‘So… Continue Reading
parallax error
life is all sharp edges lines and diagonals not a single curve in the frame itself askew constantly inconsistently disrupted interrupted the view changes every time i look at it… Continue Reading
Two poems
Yesterday I ran out of time to put up yesterday’s #MastoPrompt poem, so here are yesterday’s and today’s in one post. God The fingers that reach into his brain Are… Continue Reading
Jumble
The two sheds at the end of the garden Are full of the jumble of past lives, Waiting for the weather to be drier, Warmer, more patient, so we can… Continue Reading
A new poem
It’s been an awfully long time since I used #MastoPrompt to write a new poem and to wing it, and to trust my instincts, and my talent. But today, I… Continue Reading
power
surface tension not even in the corridors of tradition-hobbled government buildings does this beast raise its head, civil and uncivil servants scurrying along robots of invisibly prescribed policy and hunger… Continue Reading
bug
today i came across a man without language or imagination incapable of seeing how words can be used differently to make new meanings and pictures and feelings even agreeing to… Continue Reading
Jumper
She saw him out of the corner Of her one still-functioning eye as She rushed across the deserted bridge To her one-bedroomed cupboard south Of the oppressive river, and stopped…. Continue Reading