Category: Poetry

Jazzamatazz

roll me out a long B note flat busted – tenderised slip into those soulful sounds the sweetest E of easy street twelve true and blue chords bustling at the bar squeeze some of that jump juice half crazy overtones off the scale and…

Anisoptera

A water nymph for sure but never one to tempt the river god No Diana is this dark hunter with Medusan mandibles Instead a candid, hawkish carnivore Subterranean bully hunting in the dirty depths Orderly fashioned instar after instar gorging fit to burst Primed for…

Strawberry fields

It was the strawberry season. I know that for certain because a mysterious rash had confined me to sick bay. An allergy was suspected but until confirmed there were to be no visitors. Was it something I ate? I appeared mystified but quietly suspected…