Poetry Blog by Nicola Hulme
A Marriage Of Ghosts
Something old; crumbling bones.
Something new; innocent youth.
Something borrowed; parental beliefs.
A bride forever blue.
Flesh bound to ash and bone.
A knot ties the living and dead.
Union of child and corpse, rotting.
Protection from cursed health and poverty.
Escaping abandonment, in a death shed,
destined by ancestral expectati...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 1:46 pm
Down dark cobbled back streets, clothes lines stretched
across cohorts of back yards, on Washing Day.
Regiments of white bed sheets hoisted high
flapping like flags, in threatening skies
supported by proud,
immoveable clothes props.
Garments not daring to fly loose,
Straddled by dolly pegs
forced down hard.
Above boiling bleach buckets
Malevolent steam swirled, silently seethi...
Tuesday 12th June 2018 10:23 am
Life is too short and so
to save time,
to be efficient.
I wear an Einstein wardrobe;
white blouse, black jeans, boots, yet
when a kaleidoscope of colour
flounces before me, I envy
I indulge in the dream of being
free to reside in sparkling rainbows
simply dancing, with no destination
kicking away scrumpled up “to-do” lists
Tuesday 10th April 2018 7:08 pm
Magicians of verse
Council of elders
Conjurors of words
Body of experience
Each one unique
Passion that burns
Tell of your life
Abrasive or harsh
Share with us pain
Reveal your heart
Be joyous! Share moments
Tender and mild
With innocence of child
The circle is safe
No words disallo...
Tuesday 27th September 2016 11:05 am
We scan, encircle, hover and watch,
Reap dying flesh like vultures.
Tear the sinew from the bones of life,
Re-phrase and call it culture.
Fear my shadow, crawl away.
Scratch at the earth in fear.
I see you naked in the light,
And will write for all to hear.
Tuesday 14th June 2016 10:50 am
Sunday 1st May 2016 3:59 pm
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