This Life
This life has a hunger for chaos An appetite for optimism This life is an untrustworthy glutton Beware and …
Category Archives: Poetry – Iambic Rhythms from the Aether and the Cloud.
Back to the Stars
Just two people Hands clasped, tender; One born of the other, The daughter and the mother; Pinpoints in a vast …
The Am
The Am I Am. Am is I. All I shall ever know is Am; Before Am is a mirage dependent …
The Howling
The Howling l Scattered scraps of stories Tinted tithes of tales, Half-formed paper lives, Fiction flights and flails. …
air and light and time and space
This poem makes me laugh, he was bob on, oh to escape the procrastinator, but it is also true as …
rEVolTinG
I shall revolt tomorrow. Today I softly seethe. Tuesday is earmarked For a raft of eye rolls. Midweek an exhibition …
Where First We Met
An ode to survival stretched between two beings which resonates back and forth. It also doubles as a rope ladder …
Like a Frisbee, into the Lampblack Night
Ontogenesis I am cold, he said. Then wear me as a cape, she replied. And so he did, donning her, …
The Map
The Map His gaze traced the curve Of her concupiscent hip, Considering the swelling arc Of his own intentions as …
The Toll
The Cloud Speaks on the Subject of ‘The Toll’ The terrible life events we must all endure at one time …
The Pleas of the Bombinating Bees
If you found the wings story chewy, take a breath and suspend your belief (and suspenders in relief) yet further …
Rolling Up the Wall
The accumulator calumniator: A spender in dark mottled splendour Which has coined a thousand phrases Drops — never has it …
Mine
Mine. Step in for a moment, The time it takes, The multiple seconds (Perhaps repeated, If you’re feeling generous Or …
Topographical Depiction of the Heart
Ensnared . . . she gradually slowed to an oscitant still Midst the streaming and teeming of crowds that did …
High Solace Nation
A Cloud with a girl midst its mist Played isolative tunes and got pissed; Her pogo and wobble Could make …
Esme's Cloud 