Seasonal Sentinel
English countryside,whispers roamA solitary treecalls it home. Branches reach out,a simple embracePathways wandered,time and space. The tales it could weaveGiven half the chanceOf lovers entwined,in …
Tag: Poetry
Bad Luck, Good Luck
was it simply luck that caused her to turndown this alley? bad luck? good luck? the face she recognises opens a portalto a past horizon, …
The Funeral Celebrant
The funeral celebrant He didn’t know him, of courseThe deceasedInstead he stitched together a homespunCloth of many huesA wifely tale or twoA child’s distant memoriesA mate’s …
Modern Warfare
The world is a board gamefilled with guns and wars. Civilians everywherethe throw of the dice crushes them. Modern warfare means Schools and hospitals temples, …
Four Writing Competitions to Watch
Here at Mountain Ash Chapter we’re seeing a lot of exceptional writing this year! It’s a great time to whip out your calendar, dust off …
Evening Song
for Sylvia Plath (Morning Song) Once upon a foreign timewe were bornour hearts ticked loudOur mothers fussed and frettedfearful our baby breaths would falterheard every …
This is Not a Poem
“This is not poetry!”my son shoutsthe darkness of his eyesswimming in outrage Because I can’t just arrangewords on the pageto make pretty shapesthe words have …
Self Destruct
They fill my head.Unhelpful words, determined to get out.A pounding headache. So I say it. And no surprise: It causes hurt. Foolish contribution.Why were those words …
Everything Changes
Nothing is forever stagnant,Nothing stays forever put.Everything, eventually, moves along,The past rarely gets a second look. You think your ideas are what’s needed,You think you’ve …
And so it goes
The mess on the tableThreatens methe haphazard papers balding pens useless blunt scissorsmurky mugs open dusty laptops tissues scrawled on coffee stained calendarcards for this …