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Month: February 2017

Somewhere, Approaching Forty.

Posted on 28/02/2017 by TK Essex

It is somewhere approaching forty That we realise we have a darkness That will not go away. Stuck to us, no amount of ritual will purge it: All our crystals cast shadows, And every silver lining has a cloud. When our eyes are thus prised open, There is a conversion, And we kneel at the…

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Floating

Posted on 27/02/2017 by gizzyblue

Ghosts hide in the closet Monsters hide under the bed She is tormented afraid to leave the comfort of her head She is safe there No-one to invade her thoughts No-one to strike her dead She is free to wander without invasion Her spirit is floating alongside her guiding her towards the shining light Salvation…

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Beneath the pool

Posted on 27/02/2017 by gizzyblue

Look beneath You will find more there than on the shallow surface of the glistening pool Narcissus drowned upon reflection of his own image Depth of love exists beyond the self

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Still-life

Posted on 26/02/201727/02/2017 by Vicky Curtin

Will stay   but not fight embarrassment in the lewd sun.   Bring down infamous rain; the fingernail and the boot.   I will sit here. Tender.   But a still-life is a dead thing. I saw one sit and never breathe again.   I paint corpses, apples and such,   and the red ones…

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night walk

Posted on 26/02/2017 by peterlebaige

night walk when this life is to be taken far from its restless place this body should i be granted a final clear vision let it be this elm opening out its high storm of leaf against the night the seething of its dark rigging hoisted against a capsized moon as she groans in the…

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Mutant

Posted on 25/02/2017 by Vicky Curtin

I sit; a nut, turn in my shell, eyes in backward.   Dig a wee self; forage in the glen of fine, crude cells.   I’m pressed. Ears in the ocean seize… a mutinous song.   Feb 23 2017

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chicken

Posted on 25/02/2017 by Mark Prisco

You look like a Stiff, high on stilts. A prize cock.   I fixed upon the back of yr neck, as you sat upright at the dining table, and thought:   Last night I brought you back from the dead, you wanker. I know,   I know: you’re wired to think right ahead, apply  …

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onward

Posted on 24/02/2017 by peterlebaige

onward for Keikei i wake in our love i walk through the day and its shadows in our love i sleep in our love i love in our love my deer my keep my cloud my deep 2016

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The Money Man

Posted on 23/02/201727/05/2017 by john keast

They leaned in as the money man spoke: You might be best, he said, to just put 500 out – By which he meant, add three noughts. I mean, do you really want that house? They moved back from his veined red face. No, they said. Thrice no. We might be best, they chorused, to…

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Grey Lynn Festival

Posted on 23/02/201724/02/2017 by TK Essex

i feel i never breathed before this day with you began with wine, we danced we held the value of our life in one clumsy hand entwined our fingers with the other. the cork jumped high, we overflowed: plastic cups were chalices children were cupids all eyes were wide and the rain was not steady….

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A poem for my vagina

Posted on 22/02/2017 by gizzyblue

A poem for my vagina Nothing could be finer My cunt My pussy is sweet Like a flowering orchid Enfolding Enveloping Developing Unravelling and travelling It’s one route Don’t shoot me down in flames Don’t play your stupid games Where would you be without me? My strong bold cunt enveloping your useless front Try to…

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Love By Drowning

Posted on 21/02/2017 by Waltman Wither

I see your whirlpools, darling I can see them now the blue and green and between those colours I understand now, these currents I can see your whirlpools, baby I can see the deep ache, sweetheart upon your weathered smile the weight above your eyes turmoil, like sunken treasure, way down deep that you have protected…

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