Fifteen Cafe Scenes (11 – 15)
xi. Hallelujah? “She always brings extra biscuits for God and makes sure there is enough tea for His cup.” She acknowledges that His cuppa does not runneth over. It just … Continue reading
Fifteen Cafe Scenes (6 -10)
vi. Homeless He shuffles in a cup in his hand hoping he won’t be noticed; pretending that he bought it earlier, he takes a seat in an alcove. Staring into … Continue reading
Refugee
I wanted to write a poem about the refugee crisis. I wanted it to be a savage criticism of the political situation leading up to the mass migration; the horrors … Continue reading
Fifteen Cafe Scenes (1 – 5)
i. Weasel A weasel in a shiny suit, all slavering chops and malintent, insinuates that the only way to progress is through sordid impropriety ii. Yummy She does her best … Continue reading
Kiss Me Again, Jack
So many years since I felt the hoar caress my cheek with needle teeth. Not breaking the skin but bringing it to rude life . . . Kiss … Continue reading
Dynevor Road (1-4)
domestic vignettes from when i lived with my grandparents in the 1970’s 1.Brawn Half a pig’s head lies forgotten having fallen behind the electrolux * The rising damp in the understair larder … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 4
April 19th Breakfast. Animals. Piano. The problem, I suppose, is that I don’t know most of the music I found. Not by name, anyway. Playing it, aware that my sight … Continue reading
Three Haiku
Nostalgia A box of photos. The debris of simpler times. Wonderful and sad. Lament Time still gives no clues As to how you changed the trees From oak to … Continue reading
Church Ope Cove
Tethered kelp shakes angry algal fists at boy racer waves. *** Reaching for shore, slow-time tides beat lunar tattooes. *** Oil black mackerel taunt the shore-bound; Slick and shifting. *** … Continue reading
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