This Life
This life has a hunger for chaos An appetite for optimism This life is an untrustworthy glutton Beware and …
This life has a hunger for chaos An appetite for optimism This life is an untrustworthy glutton Beware and …
Just two people Hands clasped, tender; One born of the other, The daughter and the mother; Pinpoints in a vast …
Last Orders, Please. The kidneys, hunkered within lie slumped over one another, all ‘Woe is me’, arching their …
The Cloud Speaks On the Subject of Revenge Revenge is a relentless drama, greedy by nature. Watch it at work, …
Time Was (Circa the Span of a Century) Posh coffee for a fiver? Time was you could score a bag …
Ontogenesis I am cold, he said. Then wear me as a cape, she replied. And so he did, donning her, …
The Cloud Speaks on the Subject of ‘The Toll’ The terrible life events we must all endure at one time …
Scarfall For the eavesdroppers I forget. The strata of a small life missing some of its fossils. No big shakes. …
Rather than go dark, my muse decided (never asks Esme mind, just strikes when I’m not looking. Cheeky sod) to …
Said thoughts being yours for ‘The Book’ — the true title is top (upper shelf, hidden behind emergency tins of …
Superb poetry from Mike Steeden here; my reblogs always beggar up so I’m pasting it along with the linkage to …
Names are powerful, they create a subliminal image to the characters in books, poetry and lyrics, one added to the …
The Waiting Room Esmeralda Cloud: From my vantage point upon the Cloud, a scene presents itself; another cipher from the …
The following letter and subsequent verses were found by rail guard Lucian E. Fabble on the first day of November …
He said . . . I will make you my Helen of Troy, dearest one, Disguise the crow’s …