Yutka

Primary tabs

TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
Forum topicSelbstportrait mit Kater by captainmcdan mykle1020 years 5 months ago
Forum topicArt Fart... by Lisa Hinsley pepsoid420 years 5 months ago
Forum topicHo hum... pepsoid3520 years 5 months ago
Forum topicSTOP ALL THIS NOW! Laura Callender2320 years 5 months ago
Forum topicOh Holy Night by Fergal mykle1920 years 5 months ago
Forum topicDidn't want to be a priest 2Lou620 years 5 months ago
Forum topicA Little Bit Lost Corvus1220 years 5 months ago
Forum topicFergals' 'Her Side of the Story' Jack Cade420 years 5 months ago
Forum topicLily Green and the Tree Fellers - RachelCoates Anonymous720 years 7 months ago
CollectionBlog rachelcoates120 years 7 months ago

Pages

My stories

Warped driftwood

A stoppage in the passage of time; warped, drifting, wooden driftwood distorted time, moving in low and high tide from one shore to the next nothing much has changed since birth, since death drifting, floating,

Lost love

It is the dry-boned shape wrapped in a cape of waves, her eye-less stare, her arms, the sea weed snakes that bare without a voice love's sin. Adrift again her beast-like grin, she gloats her blackened time-marked teeth

Words

I am a toolmaker I am always busy bent over the workbench of my mind What I form is exquisite and strong to keep up the creation of elegant lines and rounded edges. My tools are diaphanous lighter than air

Countless clues

(The way I write my poems)

The poetess

Not to show the sadness in her eyes and the sudden tremor caused by pain she moves slowly through her elegies with her feature's tenuous bouquet, wildly tied and almost loosely held. Half forlorn and somehow lingering

Pages