CHILDHOOD (Remove filter)
Bought
Bought,
imagining her face
her smile
a butter dish
from Derbyshire
the cow on the lid
painted cheerfully
is sat on a creamy base
licks of grass growing up its sides
Wrapped
in gossamer tissue
taped at the edges
so as not to give away
its contents
beautiful
held
tightly
carefully
all the way home
sandwi...
Sunday 30th October 2011 12:00 pm
china horses
When I was in my seventh year of heaven
white china horses galloped on the path,
moss was in the meadow,
goldfish flicked tails deep in the pond.
Herder to my lead sheep
I hid beneath the lilac tree
crushed blackcurrant buds,
made playgrounds for worms.
I discovered that lead has a smell
and worms can never play.
But I liked worms
An...
Friday 26th August 2011 4:44 pm
Bastards
I'm a walking holocaust
Hiroshima in my head
How can a small piece of flesh accomadate so much affliction?
Virulent predecessors ravage my veins
No matter how much blood trickles from these wounds
you won't go away,
Black box for a brain
If i crash, will it go away?
These penetrating negative thoughts..
Serrated claws on a blackboard
the images in m...
Friday 11th March 2011 2:20 pm
Goodbye Childhood
Ah, that old chair, weakened from many 'talks' previous to this one,
He started to speak while the others observed me, too professional and ignorant to reach me,
"Have you seen anything?" he said,
I was seven, i had seen alot of things,
Sympathetically, he added, "Do you know what i'm asking you?"
How stupid of him to percieve me as a child,
"Yes" i said, "i'm not a chil...
Tuesday 8th March 2011 4:18 pm
The Dream-footer
HEY! FATSO!
It was a spring-loving day.
YEAH! PORKY!
So early the sun shone deeply warm.
CHOPCHOPCHOP!
Across the fields an easy wind sighed
Fragrant with cherry blossoms.
PIMPLEFACE!
Her bare feet disturbed light eddies of dust.
HEADLIIIGHTS!
Around her thick long hair a red sash glowed.
She felt very beautiful.
...
Tuesday 8th February 2011 1:19 pm
Eight Neglected Wonders of a Womb
Sunday 30th January 2011 3:13 pm
Apple Blossom Song
She went to gather apple blooms all in the month of May,
An eager child who dearly loved a warm and sunny day -
an eager child who dearly loved
a warm and sunny day.
Quite unaware of noise and dust that thinly filled the air
She skipped along the gravel path without a thought or care -
s...
Sunday 30th January 2011 2:40 pm
Childhood Friendship
Along the pretty Pembrokeshire coast,
Under a sun that shone for ever,
We galloped over emerald cliffs.
Both holding imaginary reins,
Paula and I made spurring noises
To mounts that were supposed to be there.
Our families met while caravanning,
We decided to all tour together.
Big brothers enjoyed their own adventures.
A younger sister still napped af...
Sunday 30th January 2011 11:03 am
Poverty Is
You think poor is…
One car not two
semi, not detached
the right school
the wrong brand
the wrong label.
I think poor is…
Tide-lines
thick enough to pick at
cardboard soles
in shoes with holes
and stains that don’t
wash clean.
Together
we know poor is…
the curl of a lip
in a hostile world,
the shame
of not fittin...
Saturday 29th January 2011 1:23 pm
Under The Stairs
In a stony cold house, many years ago now
Lived a family as happy as fate would allow.
Though leaking the roof, with cracked window pane
And open to elements like wind and the rain.
No bolt on the door, no lock and no chain.
Nothing to steal , no nor nothing to gain.
The children were happy. They ran wild and free.
I remember it well, for the eldest was me.
Friday 28th January 2011 6:11 pm
Bucket and Spade (Childhood)
I recall the rain
Crying into my dreams
No charabanc for me
No trip to the sea
Squalling
The gusting wind scattered my broken heart
All ways like grains of sand
My bucket and spade
Laid
Hand in hand upon my bedroom floor
Friday 28th January 2011 1:58 pm
Childhood Recollection
Dusk in Northumberland
I cannot throw away this faulty photograph
wonder if mother peeled off that oval sticker,
the one I remember:
Boots pronouncement of defects
on red eyes, on the ghosts of double exposures,
Now half forgotten
Framed by the stone walls scaling hills
I didn’t know that my great grandfather built or
the skill that made them stan...
Wednesday 26th January 2011 6:18 pm
My childhood rainbow
Sunny yellow sharps bin
by the sofa side,
blue and green, the bruises,
upon my beaten hide,
dirty orange on sodden sheets
where, in the night, i lay
when Black came in and
ruined me and took my youth away.
the shameful red that
burns below has never left me yet,
Only lessened by the grey
of it's deadened coverlet.
Tuesday 25th January 2011 2:06 pm
Heat Wave
One lovely cool night in the ovens of August, Mum said,
‘Children, sleep in tomorrow. The heat’s drained us all.’
Oh, joy and excitement! Not to get up at seven!
The richness of privilege when you weren’t even sick!
We went to bed early, my sisters and I, and giggled for
hours, milking the marrow of : You can sleep late.
But Nan, who was two, dropped off like a s...
Saturday 15th January 2011 9:01 pm
Child's perspective
With impatient expectation
little faces change expression.
laughing alongside a highway of boredom,
chasing endless vanishing points.
When tall people break promises
towers of disappointment rise up,
provoking storm clouds from fairytale skies.
Unwished for lessons arrive on punctual lines.
At story time imaginations float like dandelion seeds
S...
Wednesday 12th January 2011 8:21 pm
The Larnimans
Dinosaurs dug themselves into the rock,
but the Larnimans, though they have come
from a world far off grown unbearably hot,
are here now - and they're missing their mum.
The Larnimans dwelt on a distant planet
somewhat tiny in dimension.
Big fish in the pond they used to inhabit,
here their size escapes your attention.
One eye that glows like burning ...
Tuesday 11th January 2011 3:18 pm
dirty dog
first memory
wanting something
I couldn’t have
out with grandma
saw a toy dog
grey and dirty
lying in the gutter
I wanted him
and grandma
my accomplice
took him home
to her flat
and let me play
with him
mum came back
from having
her hair done
little dog was seen
for the first time
my mot...
Sunday 9th January 2011 8:09 pm
Here in My Childhood
Here in my childhood
wearing robes my mother chose for me
I play; I grow; I learn how to please
Here in my childhood
wearing robes my teachers chose for me
I grow and play, learn how to appease
Here in my childhood
wearing robes I earned and chose for me
I travel the world with a 'hold-all'
Here in my childhood
we walk; my love, my life ...
Saturday 8th January 2011 1:55 pm
Filling time at grandparent's (Childhood)
Enticed, gazing through criss-cross fencing
at Preston Road station platform.
Ignoring the fierce, frightening through trains,
rushing past his feet,
and British Rail on the far tracks.
He watched the common red ones,
with flared carriage bottoms,
waited for the rare, pale red ones,
with oval end windows, and
the very rare brown ones,
with delicious slam...
Saturday 8th January 2011 10:38 am
Childhood - Competition Follow Up to 'Space'
Hi All and Happy New Year!
Following on from the Space competition which ran over November/December by Paul Blackburn I am now going to follow with this month’s prize and competition. I know I’m starting it a little late in the month but you lot are so inspired I’m sure you’ll come up with some amazing stuff in 3 weeks...
The rules as much the same as they have been so far:
1....
Friday 7th January 2011 12:40 pm
She fed my soul
She sent me out into the world,
But before she did she made sure I had breakfasted.
She sent me out into the world,
But before she did she filled my lunch box.
She sent me out into the world,
But for me tea she prepared a banquet,
Gil and Benjamin broke my fast,
So though I knew the revolution would not be televised
I saw a poet could be hero in my Mother’s...
Thursday 6th January 2011 10:01 pm
childhood
Skinned knees
Tall trees
Scuffed shoes
Many a bruise
The first kiss
Curfews to miss
School days
The suns blaze
Where did it all go wrong?
Monday 3rd January 2011 10:59 pm
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