Not quite, but close enough

I haven’t found my poisoned honey poem yet – it was in a set list from early last year I think. It will turn up, I hope. In the meantime I thought I might write some new material based on some of my favourite phrases. A haiku Golden words drip from your mouth like poisonedContinue reading “Not quite, but close enough”

Unattended life administration

This poem is about the secret inner lives of the people we know well. Those hidden aspects that, because of shame, loneliness, fear or anger, people keep to themselves their unfinished life administration tasks. Dripping tapsDo you have a dripping tap?Something that needs attention,resolution, must be done?Is it on the ‘to do list’or implied inContinue reading “Unattended life administration”

Perspectives

Today’s poetry offering takes an earlier poem and gives an alternative explanation – from the perspective of a moon that managed to break orbit. The original poem is provided and then the rejoinder. Unrequited love To feed an unrequited love Is to be a moon orbiting a planet You are held at a safe distanceContinue reading “Perspectives”

It happens to everyone…

It is important to know that it does happen to everyone, that horrible feeling in the pit of your stomach that things may never go back to the way they were. That the pleasant afternoons of lazing in the sun, words spilling greedily onto the page, are over. Yes, writer’s block happens to us allContinue reading “It happens to everyone…”

Sunday evening

Well hello! This weekend has flown by, and my to list whilst not completed is a little shorter than it was yesterday morning. This poem is just a short little ditty that has some fun with rhymes. What is poetry even for?Standing on a soap boxCunning like a fox.Trying to make you understand aPoint, stanzaContinue reading “Sunday evening”

Writing – a reflection

Today I will let the poetry speak for itself. Tools of the trade Graphite shaped over sequestered carbon To conduct the power of my words And to holding ideas in stasis With imprecise symbolic meaning. To be hung on a wall Hidden in a drawer? Maybe thrown away with the other detritus during a lifeContinue reading “Writing – a reflection”