Poetry

Diner

  if you walk past the diner just after seven o’clock once dusk has bruised the pink peach flesh of the day and the taxi lights scream yellow murders outside the window you can see the waitress, now a cleaner, in her lime green smock, whirling and pirouetting through the air with her mop, a noble gas, a neon sign, dancing, slipping and scything through the empty spaces, fly free sweet jane do...[Read More]

The Queen is Dead

  LP sized memories at Sainsbury’s sealed in reflective cellophane, shocks my middle age.   I see the Morrissey quiff again, and lamb chop sideburns that were a bugger to keep straight.   Gatefold sleeve opened its arms to me and all other bedroom loners; I adored that voice of kitchen sink that whined and moaned and said life isn’t fair.   I can see a needle in the...[Read More]

Time

In the beginning there was time But nobody knew it was there People went on without a care in the world Now day’s people are scared Because they are running on the clock I don’t think there is one person who hasn’t owned a watch   – David Aspey –

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You and I were born in the heart of a star, We’ve been star-crossed and lost for too many years by far.   Entrapped in these humble bodies with mundane worries and fears, the cost of days so precious, are the scars caused by the tracks your tears.     Every slight smile is a little redemption, From this human convention, To scar your mind with thoughts That anything less than ...[Read More]

Light Made Solid – Poetry Begins

For our first featured poet (I’m not sure that I really count as I am the site editor) I have chosen Ben Mellor and a poem of his called Poetry Begins from a book entitled Light Made Solid. I chose this poem as I discovered him at Macclesfield writers group when I borrowed the book and writers groups are a perfect place for poets to begin. Ben Mellor won the 2009 BBC 4 radio National Poetry ...[Read More]

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