Poetry Blogs (2013, People)
Stephen Gospage on Sylvain Dornon the Stilt-Walking Baker. Well I'll Be.... (2 hours ago)
I ponder the etiquette of nursing a pint
and whether some might find it impolite
if I made it last just little while longer that I
might watch the rain that crawls on the steamed windows
making broken ghosts of every passer by
each of them eager to avoid
catching the eye of the living and I wonder
which one of them broke winter’s heart such as to make it
Saturday 28th December 2013 8:27 pm
This genie spell hex you put on me will kill me.
I want to die.
I'm sick of the anxiety and shit you cause me, in my head all the time.
Why did you magically bind me to you?
We belong together? Horse shit!
You belong in the bottom block.
You're nuts and drive me insane.
I must end my life and get away from you. Permanently.
I borrowed my mate's pistol. He's a dealer...
Wednesday 25th December 2013 5:31 pm
A slide show of Walmart customers triggered this acrostic
So many people walk through the store
Every one of them unique, wanting more
Excess love of gadgets and household gear
So much in their trolleys they can hardly steer
And we see their pictures on You Tube these days
Wall flowers they are not, but on Walmarters craze
When they reach the check outs they look all around
He has more than...
Saturday 24th August 2013 10:09 pm
The crime is with the leaders, you caused the death of thousands,
destroyed two cities. Cursed your generation so it became the guinea pig,
the atomic generation. You all glow in the dark, legacy lasting to my life.
Now more have the bomb, ten thousand times bigger than the Hiroshima firecracker,
that destroyed your city. Old people walk happily down the str...
Monday 10th June 2013 12:54 am
Workplace Gossip Causes ' Issues' . . I'm not a fan of the gossips who sit back and watch the chaos unfold . . this is about that
Gossipygossipygossipygossipy . . . gossip
GOSSIPS !! Shhhhhhhhhhhsh
Have you heard ?
It's the . . shame its a shame game
Where no-one's to blame
No-one with any
Particular Name . . not really
Not now . ...
Saturday 1st June 2013 11:49 am
Old Hammer Divine
My anxiety is like an ambush predator.
WHAM! I’m fucked...
Would you manage a year in my head?
I think you should...
...if you’re man enough then inbox me.
Into my head you shall go...
A mirror image of my town.
Shame it’s not Be...
Friday 10th May 2013 11:15 pm
Saint Stephen's tale
It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith
Degeneration X and anarchy
Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.
Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.
Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.
First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:01 pm
[tarmac touch supply chain shackle
dead land sprung mixing
business flow pleasure
cargo fed artery drip
green belt boundary destination
misplaced motor-way expansion
catharsis false anatomy
road sweep strategy
cultural access invader hard shoulder
systematic appetite number
lowest common denominator
stamped queue disc...
Wednesday 9th January 2013 5:33 pm