Category Archives: Poetry
It’s raining, she ranteth
Here is another little ‘started purely as a technical exercise’ poem. It is an experiment in syllabic verse, where the line-lengths are dictated solely by syllable length, with no care or concern whatsoever for rhythm, accent, or rhyme. In English … Continue reading
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Whatever it is that I’ve been doing all morning
I have on several occasions already remarked on Mr Fry’s The Ode Less Travelled, through which my Novice Accomplice (who never ‘did’ poetry) and I are wending at glacial speed. We need a good two hours a session – one … Continue reading
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Coffee triolet. Café-au-lait?
Right. As Reed has utterly humiliated herself, and me, with the above stupid pun, I am taking over this post. Reed, go and make the coffee. What drove the first of us to try This bitter, dark, and devilish drink? … Continue reading
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Holding pattern
I apologise for this continued interruption of normal service. Reed’s current excuse is that she dropped a box of books on her toes at work today. Though what the hell her feet have to do with her typing abilities I … Continue reading
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In praise of the purposeful silence
I think I can safely assure you that the Editor and I will not be on speaking terms for quite a few days yet. Even so, here I sit, bellowing ‘post! post! It’s nearly midnight!’ at myself in very nearly … Continue reading
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Black Coffee
Black coffee and too much sugar Jump-start me every morning While the planet, crawling, Turns its cheeks to the sun. It rolls beneath our feet – We learn to walk by falling As the planet falls Sunward every morning. As … Continue reading
Dumpster-diving
Reed and I are feeling very uninspired at the moment. Macbeth on the battlements, ‘To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, creeps in this petty pace from day to day,’ uninspired, though I admit that at least we aren’t afflicted with the … Continue reading
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Moral fibre
Occasionally, when feeling terribly brave or terribly caffeinated (it comes to much the same thing), I shall be posting a poem or some such short work-in-progress for your amusement. I would very much like to invite criticism, please God constructive … Continue reading
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