Angele Toomey Poetry

Read my poetry

  • A short story

    A significant break with tradition today. I am posting a short story for the first time. This one was written one day during the summer of 2019/20 when I was… Read more

  • Diva delights

    This poem was written yesterday. I had been reflecting on the poetry night I MC’d last Tuesday night – I was wearing my favourite glittery ankle boots, which I had… Read more

  • Galloping horses

    There is an incredibly delicious Thai dish called Mah Hor, which I believe, translates to galloping horses. Sadly, this blog does not contain the recipe for this highly recommended culinary… Read more

  • Poetry exercise: the broken fence

    Today I wanted to write a poem but there was not a single word or phrase to form even the tiniest spark. So rather than put down my pen, I… Read more

  • Driving

    This poem was inspired by my experiences driving for hours on end in Australia and the song “Hound Dog” released by Cold Chisel (lyrics by Don Walker). You can see… Read more

  • The hollowness

    I caught a moment of the midday news today. Due to the increasing cost of living and the ongoing impact of covid-19 on segments of the economy, child poverty is… Read more

  • Living a model life

    Tonight’s offering is a cry of frustration about the way women’s bodies are commodified to sell all manner of goods, services and ideas. The gendered violence of the advertising and… Read more

  • Communicating into the abyss

    I decided to write a poem as if it were a series of text messages, I couldn’t sleep (again) and it seemed like a good idea at the time. The… Read more

  • It is winter again

    Not really, it is hot and humid at the moment, but inspiration arrived these words presented themselves. Seasons’ turnCrushed by heavy greyshadows creep across heartspushing light awayleaving exposed delicate partsThe… Read more

  • Another late night

    I can’t sleep – it’s too hot and still for my mind to turn off. The cicadas are definitely louder than my tinnitus tonight. Discarded I am looking at the… Read more

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