A duck has come down the chimneyinto Yvonne’s weaving studiodescending through Edwardian ashpassing through more than a centurycollecting the hubris of vanished dreamslanding squat exhausted wings drawn init has thrummed out of place all daytumbled from the large clay roof potfinally knocking down the insert bufferout of the sixth generations of old ironinto a phalanx … Continue reading Do not speak to me, of Odysseus
An interview with the local community newspaper, … and there’s a poem too!
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Hap Hazard
A few doors down at the house with the cabbage palmwhere the shopping trolleys are carefully herringbonedand the kikuyu grass weaves them in green and dusty greythe silver frames bravely winking out a survival glareas though the front yard is a barricade of the last redoubt Hap Hazard comes out once a big man now … Continue reading Hap Hazard
Thanks to Verity La Journal for giving my little piece a home. You can read my part soliloquy from the walls of Lucca here.
Submission Guidelines: How to Fall from a Penny Farthing (James Walton) - Verity La Journal Submission Guidelines, how to fall from a penny farthing What’s my pitch? Well … um … yes. Steep. Like an Edwardian iron roof and as you slip down the extruding nails rip at your jeans, twist you sideways send you … Continue reading Thanks to Verity La Journal for giving my little piece a home. You can read my part soliloquy from the walls of Lucca here.
When I was over the page from Dolly. Yep, she always loved the underdog.
Andy Warhol was correct, but it might be one minute or less!
I had a look at what AI had to say about me. Maybe we get thirty seconds, knocking on heaven's door, if I only had a dollar ...
It’s this thing about …
A cat retching to furballthe line about the moon turning to salt Caught on the barb wire of memory That bent 1871 pennyyou know the one with the punch hole The over worn leather strip fraying to itch Where the cable car jumps and startsin the flirtation of a blinding dazzle A wobbly sentence lost … Continue reading It’s this thing about …
I just discovered myself reading Interstellar Notes-Travel Warnings-Earth back in 2020 at mark 16.44 minutes, intro at 15.46. There is no Planet B. Click:
AntipodeanSF Interstellar Notes – Travel Warnings - Earth You can get your fingers burnedby Creation’s vanitiesthe way they hop skip and jumpinto various unknownsor can be motionless pretendinga confirmation beyond them yet The energy of one of their mindsfreed of hemispheric axiswould drive dimensional shiftget you transpired homesolve the linguistic paradoxgenerate new nebula storms They … Continue reading I just discovered myself reading Interstellar Notes-Travel Warnings-Earth back in 2020 at mark 16.44 minutes, intro at 15.46. There is no Planet B. Click:
Working Class Pacts
(Resemblance to any living or dead personor other is purely coincidental) When I was a kid, on the East Reservoir estateeveryone called each other’s pets by the surnameof the family. Kim ‘Meredith’ was a Labradorslobbering so much saliva pools were left at gates.His dad was a carpenter and knownfor voting Communist and had shiny chisels.Flopper … Continue reading Working Class Pacts
