Category Archives: Poetry

THE CLOUTIE TREE

THE CLOUTIE TREE Madron Well Cornwall She wakes, May day. Checks her phone, sees summer comes at last. Leaves sleeping houses Take the inland road, through greening landscapes strewn with granite quoit and capstone shadows – black against the salmon … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

Foreign Country?

If only some of the past was a foreign country. Remember that teacher that ridiculed you 60 years ago? The scars as familiar as the London streets you walked back then. No map needed to traverse the route that took … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

Choice

‘There’s small choice in rotten apples’, he quoted, as he sank his teeth into the Pink Lady. The sign had declared, ‘Choice Apples’. But why, he thought, as his tongue found the worm hidden within, had he chosen this one. … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

FURY

Can you help me? Certainly sir I need something to be furious about Well as you can see on the shelves there’s plenty to choose from, sir. Yes, you always have a good selection at ‘Fury-R-Us’. Let me see, Brexit, … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

SPELLBOUND

It begins, as always, with the wings of a bat. The rest I tailor for you. A phial of shine from Sun. A drop of fresh dew, Taken from white petal Of daisy or rose, So mornings are new. For … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | 1 Comment

CHEMICAL ENHANCEMENT

I’m passionless, devoid of all desire, an empty vessel in the cause of love. My libido has sunk into the mire of despond – I need a forceful shove or, at the very least, a helping hand. Oh, who can … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

BEHOLD THY SON

“Such is life.” Reputed to be the final words of the Australian outlaw, Ned Kelly, before he was hanged at Melbourne in 1880. A life, a death. What’s one more life (or death) in this hard world? Man is born … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

JUST ANOTHER DAY IN NONSENSE LAND

Last night, in the morning, I gandered down the wooden stairs, ate jellied eels for breakfast with my pals, the grizzly bears. Just a normal day so far but, as we slurped our dishes, I heard a floosome noise outside … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | 1 Comment

A SOFT WHISPER

She is gone. No longer will her sleepy smile greet me in the morning, her warm arms embrace me. She is gone, yet her aura lingers in the night breeze from an open window; a soft whisper in my ear, … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

DISTRESS SIGNAL

I look in the mirror and what do I see? The image of an aging chimpanzee. Black-button eyes and grizzled face, a simian angel fallen from grace. My body hair is fading fast (how much longer can it last?) My … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment