containers (Remove filter)
Containers
it began in some dank cave,
rich the reach of human wit,
artefacts to make life easier,
from reservoirs to cess-pit
wombs warm, mostly safe,
then cots and stately prams,
family pews to plastic bags,
bottles of warming drams
harvest rain in your butts,
insurance of prison cells,
cracks in daddy's egg-cup,
minds like burning hells
walnut coffins and...
Sunday 28th March 2021 9:54 am
Recent Comments
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Grok You, Musk!
34 minutes ago
Jonathan Humble on You and I
19 hours ago
David RL Moore on Aubade-esque
1 day ago
Landi Cruz on liberty
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on The lonely sailor boy
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Poem
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Haiku for 2025 [No.10]
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Beyond All Reasonable Doubt [Bring Back Hanging]
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Haiku for 2025 [No. 9. Testicles]
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on I swear to tell the … the Whole … and Nothing but the … ! [or The Client Hack’s Tale]
1 day ago