December 2021 Collage Poem: Chariot of Obscurity
The exact translation for the exact word for snow.
The winter night was the start of a new fake world,
with the death of truth and lost poets caught in the deep wild minds of hope.
How can butterflies and mirrors and snow be possible while hearts are breaking?
I thought of howl and the shadow of gunman sinister betrayal.
It was a dusky farewell
A monarch butterfly landed on Boris...
Saturday 11th December 2021 11:18 am
November 2021 Collage Poem: Perplexing Forms
Old honest mirror of rage in hollow darkness
Echoes, echoes of truth vibrating in unison,
Safe soft echoes
Ben Hur burst through the door
Of the high class restaurant in his
Chariot of obscurity
Covered in dust, some of the books died
In the silence during lockdown
The great book escape
Observe her hardened humanity.
Taxman swimming through the forgotte...
Friday 12th November 2021 12:37 pm
October 2021 Collage Poem: This Side of Heaven
Magpie flaps to the tune of Nature’s injustice
The poet strives for another success another year
Sunday wakens, bedraggled and woebegone
Coronation Street anthem drawls its falsehoods
Upbeat parental ending yields to great grimness
Wild West Yorkshire runs with bullet blood
Words find new hope in an army of perplexing forms
Goddess pours like erotic iron on the breathless...
Friday 15th October 2021 11:35 am
September 2021 Collage Poem: Hope Resurfaces
In the coffee Kingdom of Costa the one eyed poet is Laureate.
This side of heaven armed with only a steak pie
Whispers around the world as sunset melts into twilight
14 cows gifted to 5th Avenue
The darkness-loving mermaid rises from the surface, knows
It’s time to rise to the light
Out of beef, smoke rings circle the world
Orange flesh licked by thirsty acolyt...
Friday 10th September 2021 11:06 am
August 2021 Collage Poem Reversed: Drowning in Time
Throwing in with grimmest grim.
Vegan Jim goes to Vegan gyms
Drowning in time three oak trees fall onto the bikeshed
Hope resurfaces like a periscope.
October skyscape number one pixelated from his old Wiki edition.
The devil grins to the Grim Reaper – do you want fries with that?
Parnoid haiku drowns in time rewriting the grim award
Chased away by angry geese
A furnace of hot stars po...
Tuesday 10th August 2021 12:56 am
August 2021 Collage Poem: Drowning in Time
A Globe of jackdaws stone to stone
Drowsy cathedrals emerge silently through slumbering mists
A cacophony of jackdaws shed their cape
Of yesterday's echoes.
Barn owl and his flight of purest simplicity - effortless
A furnace of hot stars popped the Pope's eye as he looked up from his allotment.
Chased away by angry geese
Parnoid haiku drowns in time rewriting the grim award
The devil gri...
Tuesday 10th August 2021 12:55 am
July 2021 Collage Poem Reversed: Lonely Windows
I see the time ablaze in words
You say anthromorphosize, I say personify
The unexploded bombs from time stymied by Neanderthals
Marriage, time, cats and mice, giants and death.
At 35,000 feet Amber felt time tread through treacle
Oblivious breath, eaten cake, crumbs old but edited
The girl in the topaz dress looked through the window
And her loneliness crashed in a sil...
Monday 12th July 2021 10:03 pm
July 2021 Collage Poem: Lonely Windows
Time, time, time is our troubling element
Fantasy met sci-fi as Red hid under the bed
Carried aloft my tongue turned in the rain
As hope plummeted like an anchor
Praying for an endless winter of love
Step between raindrops falling in a paper cup,
Rewriting the tea leaves
Turning both of their kisses into a freezing moment
Before she turned away and gone
Isolation fro...
Monday 12th July 2021 10:00 pm
June 2021 Collage Poem: The Other Me
Lonely windows for the imaginary friend
The unicorn lost his way with the geography teacher
One mind with but two disparate thoughts.
Imaginary friends have feelings too.
I only exist when you think about me
What was it the geography teacher did?
A true friend knows life returns
Am I real or a figment of my imagination?
Ming vase found the small way...
Monday 21st June 2021 12:54 pm
May 2021 Collage Poem: Truth Not Fiction
Aches like an August sky with a lipstick smile
Tangled at sunset in crimson skies
Despicable creatures run and hide in shadows
Drowned rats find worry in their shadows
Running across drenched summits
Footsteps lined up in haiku beats
The crystal glass of the past life
A wedding present in the charity shop
I see the other me, before she turns the corner.
It wasn't me!
Sacred threa...
Tuesday 11th May 2021 11:19 am
April 2021 Collage Poem: From the Shadows
If you don't know you won't know
and if you don't know that, then what do you know apart from that
according to you I am not me
An eightball car without wheels but with music
In the shadows of the city, the philosopher killed his bride
I knew the bride before she got wed he shrieked
and she smashed the DJ over the head with a bottle of 16th century single malt whiskey
Mr Motorist in red a...
Monday 12th April 2021 10:03 pm
March 2021 Collage Poem: Velvet Saboteurs
Change rooms, change behaviour, change times.
Change partners, change parents, change poetic style.
The diary under my bed reveals truth but I still ebb away before your eyes
From the shadows she whispered,
Power proliferates, changing buses, changing lives,
Running away from somebody else’s husband
Profiteroles? I love profiteroles said Chaucer but I can't spell it.
Asking myself wha...
Tuesday 9th March 2021 1:07 pm
February 2021 College poem: Grazed by Sorrow
Velvet sabotaged nursey rhymes mired in melancholy
Life ends; dawn comes.
In Whaley Bridge the dam burst, screams heard, as a couple ran with hell in their wake and fire in their hair
Full-boned breakfast tastes salacious to the robots
Robin looked East while Mole burrowed up for a swift one in Stalybridge Station Bar.
Robots trying on clothes in topshop
Before hitching a ride to join Ni...
Monday 8th February 2021 10:28 pm
January 2021 College poem: Moments of Sunlight
Atlas got lost when the wind blew his A-Z into the hurricane.
From caterpillars to butterflies --- hopefully we will all finally
Emerge from Covid's chrysalis-like grip.
Tapping on the door where a poet once lived changing
The meaning from a haiku to a sonnet in seconds
Fire melts her best form on this damp summer day
The three men, lost inside, drinking coffee until the dawn
And the ne...
Tuesday 12th January 2021 3:53 pm
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