Market Stalls
Market Stalls She’d always thought he was cute, despite his being short and portly, with the squint which lent mischief to his sad face, which only sometimes smiled, usually when… Continue Reading
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Shatter
Shatter Some days are better, When he’s too busy to remember What brought him here, And he doesn’t count the years Since it happened. Tucked deep into his hood And… Continue Reading
Fable
I have written every day, but only today’s prompt seems appropriate. Fable It was there from the beginning, Yet too few heeded the warnings, That the monster was growing, that… Continue Reading
Three poems
Chasing my own tail, in truth. So here are three poems based on the prompts of the last three days. It seems like the change in clocks has robbed me… Continue Reading
Two poems
Time is becoming an issue for me, obviously, in daily terms, and in terms of my mind, which is why I didn’t post yesterday, and have only just written today’s…. Continue Reading
In The Style Of Jackson Pollock (or not)
In The Style Of Jackson Pollock (or not) His mind is packed full Of useless things: A pack of cards, Three chess problems, A shopping list, Greek words he doesn’t… Continue Reading
The Balance Of Our Living
The Balance Of Our Living I look at the context of History to try to explain to myself The wars the world is fighting Now, in my time, that so… Continue Reading
Clocks
Clocks The clocks retreat Constrained by human Intervention trying To tame nature Most unnaturally. The dark closes in Too soon now, this Barbed wire of night And cold made By… Continue Reading
Never Done
Never Done When the time comes, Which life and some unknown Spirits might determine, and My mind flies out to some Undiscovered universe and its Attendant galaxies, when All that… Continue Reading
The Other Troy
The Other Troy Where Helen doesn’t get kidnapped by Paris, And all the women aren’t just powerless observers Of their own fates. Where Achilles and Hector are friends, Not bent… Continue Reading