Category: Poetry

Salute

The boy climbed aboard a ship-shaped playground of burnished granite terra firma for adventure; the paternal gaze permissive of distance growing between them gave impetus to daring-do, and narrowing walls mustered him further to the apex then just before climax blinded momentarily by late autumn sun he hesitated;  a magical happenstance etched leaves rising to the third…

Octopus jamboree

eight limbed pussy in limbo dances at the shipwrecking seas on-set of adventure by tiptoe in the hold; to reccy the car goings on of the lost and foundering depart meant for deliverance Pearls for eyes* and tooth some-rsaulting grin, a velvet prod noses the in-betweens of star and port beam of…

Autumn leaves me speechless

Just as classic paintings caught the public eye pasted as sickly décor for gift box lids Autumn is in danger of the cliché like seasoned blackberry pickers, dead poets have already had the choicest words to cherish this most august off-summer spectacle whilst lyricists in Oriental enigma code condense with stricture of…