Poetry Blogs (November collage poem)
From spaceships of harmony
Into the fires of Hell
Mouldy undertaking no more
A trodden mind, angry in the Nut Bar
I need more than seven words, please
Neil Young – grim and grizzled –
Summoned by starship –
Says he can’t go because of his terrible I.B.S.
Drinking tears to dry up the well, pointless
Advertising tissues then.
She wasn’t always fifty ...
Monday 11th November 2019 11:07 pm
Sand to page to gentle water
Grey on grey you greasepaint dogs
Cold spirits recorded: lists of names
Swans are swathed in chiffon
Whilst bombs kill buildings:
The art of war
Casked in delights
Of stale Big Mac meals
I don't like bringing religion
Into this but Jesus said to the sick
'Take up your beds and walk!' Well I say
'Put down your blades and talk!'...
Tuesday 15th November 2016 6:34 pm