Poetry Blogs (disaster)
I can’t tell you.
But last night, you entered my chest
for play, some kind of game, like ‘Operation’
and then I couldn’t sleep
I jolted – shivered – jerked – quirked,
now my eyes don’t close
and my body is a pulse,
you tiptoed across my ribcage,
leaving foot prints enlaced by landmines,
you slept on my lungs,
short wired my arteries,
you clipped the circuits of my ...
Wednesday 27th September 2017 2:10 am
Canary Girl (Chilwell, July 1st 1918)
When she went there her eyes were clear,
just seventeen, her skin was fair.
She was my love, my Jeanie dear,
she wore blue ribbons in her hair
of blond, and I could only stare
and wonder at her beauty wild.
The sweet songbird - my only child.
She had a voice that raised good cheer,
when Jeanie sang we were aware
in chapels (and after a beer),
Wednesday 16th July 2014 7:47 pm
Dream of a nation, they built a big airship for Arctic exploration. Things went so well, taking a plethora of readings and photographs till a head wind sprung up. They used most of the fuel battling the wind. Serious technical trouble followed. This would go downhill, fast.
Ripping fabric, torn envelope. Sma...
Sunday 14th April 2013 3:13 pm
staggered by a blow
six hundred million times more
fierce than the first time
man delivered a sun
to bloom and scorch upon her loam
no fire this time in shattering waves
though now, as then, so many souls
vanished from this tangent
and the swallowed star,
made on earth, extracts the same
deadly half-life toll
Friday 24th August 2012 10:04 pm
Leads to candle light
Leads to despair
Leads to repair
Leads to who you are
As a people
As a person
Leads to the sorrow
Leads to the loss
Leads to the humbling
That brings out,
the best of human kind...
Thursday 21st April 2011 3:15 pm