Broken Machines
In those days, in Norway, I used to sit on the ground In front of the west-facing Garage, and fix an assortment Of broken machines, mainly The innumerable petrol lawn… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: poem
Artificial Intelligence
Logarithms, algorithms, artificial Orders of things including falsehoods; Quite the collection of mundanities, Underwhelming lies, a reflux miscellany, And a harvest of illegally scraped Collections of copyrighted books, Intellectual property… Continue Reading
Echo
There is a silence ticking In the clock, a microcosm Of oceans, wormholes, and Dreams, expanding into the Spaces beyond the void, a Clockwork of dark matter Stretched beyond the… Continue Reading
Hovel
We live on borrowed time In a borrowed place, breathe Borrowed air, and drink Metered water as sparingly As we can without dehydrating. The walls are covered in the Spores,… Continue Reading
Hypocrisy
For someone who’s never been In need, it’s easy not to feel guilty For those who are, and to keep putting That shovel-sized fork full of rich food Into his… Continue Reading
The Conductor
If you listened to my show yesterday, you’ll have heard me talking about a train conductor whom I’ve met a few times and whom I speak with whenever I see… Continue Reading
The Sinews Of Words
Two poems today – today’s and yesterday’s. I am so grateful for libraries. I have a quiet 10 minutes each Tuesday in Norwich’s Central Library in the Forum before my… Continue Reading
Caught Up
I have finally caught up with even today’s poetry prompt. My poetry remains rooted in the political. It feels wrong to do otherwise, to be honest. Perhaps this is whay… Continue Reading
Dissent
I have now caught up on writing to all the #MastoPrompts I missed either through being away or being too busy or feeling under the weather. I have yet to… Continue Reading
Angel
Out of the dark forest, first light not Even a scratch in the gloom, she Glides over the dew and the mist, Black cloak wrapped tightly around Her, hood up,… Continue Reading