Midsummer Madness

  My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #115 “June 27th, 2016”   The familiar traveller Occupied a corner In the shadow of the ancient stones And watched the midsummer madness: The casting of bones, Tiresome debauchery And the drinking Of sediments of cheap wine. Smashing the defaced phallus, The rakefire took his leave And set off […]

Ironing on a Wet Tuesday

My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Empire of Scents This Tuesday Grace has set us the challenge of writing a poem about scents.   It’s a wet Tuesday, Rain spits at the closed window And I’m listening to the radio, Following in grandmother’s footsteps. The iron steams. Clothes, rescued from the line Are scented with […]

Summer Melodrama

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Friday Music Prompt 48: Fields of June and to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night #175 We crossed fields patched with scudding cloud and sun, Down lovers’ lane, edged with buttercups and dog rose. Hand in hand, we made our way as one, To a haze of purple grass in the water […]

When the Whole World Measured Time

Another response to dVerse Poets Pub Tuesday Poetics: Summer Starter I thought I’d give Walter’s prompt another go. This time I have chosen ‘Summer Solstice’ by Carrie Richards and have incorporated a line from an old poem of mine. When the whole world measured timeIn light and dark,Stonehenge was brand newLike you,My child.One drab June,When rain […]

British Summertime

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #114 “June 20th, 2016” – oh yes, it’s raining again! Fugitive from atrabilious moods, I long for sunshine of another climate But cannot stand the agonising wait, The jostle of trains and airport queues, Tourists that obstruct the views. Instead, I hide inside From lengths of rainy grey, Waiting for the […]

Mumbling into Black Holes

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Prompt #47: “Take Courage” by Andrew Bird   When words begin to crumble, Stale cake on your tongue, Thoughts fossilise and tumble Into back holes, one by one. Fingers fly and fumble, Trying to catch words That escape like mumbles And fly away like birds. Eyes still see, heart still […]