Metamorphosis

Climb after climb we search for insight

Costa Discordia

Ripping the hull on rocks below....

Her Taste

Her Taste

Tainted

This poem is fiction, as I was lucky enough to have the best Father a person could wish for. It is about a 'cutter' who is angry at an abusive father, and tries to rid herself of his blood. M

The Unforgiving Minute

Black shoes / Prawn sandwich entry

The Majestic Herds of Hairstylists

It is not often, these days - outside the more popular and notorious Mediterranean holiday resorts - to see an entire massive herd of hairstylists as they sweep majestically across the beaches in sear

Big Old Me

Look at my big eyes, To help me see at night, Look at my big teeth, All shiny, pearly white, Look at my big ears, Stuck to my big head, Look at my big mouth, That helps to keep me fed,
Cherry

Smoking in the Bath (A Pantoum)

My first attempt at a pantoum - rules on structure seem to differ greatly from source to source, but this is based on the structure we looked at in a Poetry Society session last night.
Cherry

As it is in Heaven

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Cherry

high

head as blank as a summer chalkboard or an Arctic mile, stripped of furniture stripped of wile stripped of pain stripped of bile chemical umbrella artificial May opioid sunrise

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