Poetry Blogs (2011, relationships)
John Coopey on WE DON'T NEED NO VENTILATORS (Brexit Before Breathing) (47 minutes ago)
The problem of domestic violence in UK households is a contentious issue. Everyone seems keen to point fingers and lay blame on one another without really addressing the issue. It has been prevalent in UK society for centuries, and is unlikely to go away overnight. Women, have for centuries been placed under the dominance of males, and only during the ear...
Saturday 8th October 2011 9:48 pm
Friday 23rd September 2011 8:11 am
My daughter revises chemistry,
with a little help from brother.
(our family expert on such things)
whilst I listen on,
baffled by the formulas and names
the purpose of it all,
like a freshwater fish
all at sea with the brine
I need to be heard,
to matter amongst the matter,
add weight to the atoms of this foreign world.
‘What is the stuff of life?’ I ...
Friday 1st April 2011 2:52 pm
Have a look at my book and any feedback appreciated , had a problem with the link but if you go to www.lulu.com and search air of fall will see it immediately
Monday 21st March 2011 6:43 am
You send me back my wedding dress
20 years too late…
wrapped not in finest tissue
confetti tumbling from its folds
nor draped across a lover’s arms
regret pressed to every empty seam
not folded at all
but jammed like stinking gym shorts
into this case, too small
obligatory bow adrift
sad reminder of all that was.
Wednesday 2nd March 2011 9:00 pm
I’m not quite sure
when it was I disappeared
the precise moment, minute, hour
I only know that one day
I ceased to exist
Nobody told me so,
the milkman still knocked,
neighbours still smiled,
kettles still boiled,
and children still cried,
but somewhere, somehow
someone flicked a switch
Sunday 9th January 2011 3:38 pm
You’d best shoot the messenger
if you like flowers in clear plastic coats,
or sugary hearts. This story contains
bleeding, dripping engine parts and gears
repaired by an English mechanic in May.
He has a thick tongue and something
big to say. And it’s bound to be tricky.
Today, he’s bending his will around;
bullying it to get this great lump
past his t...
Sunday 2nd January 2011 5:24 pm