Magazine Perfection

Magazine Perfection     The girl looks in the mirror. Her reflection stares back. Her magazine is reflected too, Lay open on her bed. The girl in the magazine, Catches her eye. She is what you’d call, ‘Magazine Perfection’ In comparison, The girl is imperfect. She has some extra fat, Hanging around her waist, And…

163

An old poem of mine   163     On the 163 Going to Manny Seems to last For an endless hour Travelling through Langley Past plagiarised houses Tip tapping my mobile To help the time fly Silently shuffling in my seat Lost in tunes from my mp3 My mind wanders To poems unwritten People…

Stalker in Mind

Stalker in Mind   My nerves have been cut, Their shredded and frayed. I feel on edge, I’ve been jittery for days. My chest is so tight, Twisted and wound. I feel like I can’t breath, But I don’t make a sound. My skin is all tingly, My heads cotton wool. I wish I could…

Hay Fever Spring

Napowrimo, Day 30 and it’s the final day, I did it! The prompt is to write a poem about something that happens again and again (kind of like NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo).   Hay fever Spring   So here it comes The season of bloom A rainbow of colours Scattered among petals Carried on the wind Everything is…

Drowning 

Napowrimo, Day 29 and . Today’s prompt is to take one of your favourite poems and find a very specific, concrete noun in it. After you’ve chosen your word, put the original poem away and spend five minutes free-writing associations – other nouns, adjectives, etc. Then use your original word and the results of your…

The Unstable Mind of a Writer 

Napowrimo, Day 28 and the prompt is to write a Skeltonic VerseVerse are simple. Keep the line lengths between three and six words. Every end word rhymes with the last until you start a new set of rhymes Keep the same rhyme until it starts to lose its energy/impact. The poem should have energy and…

Tasting Anxiety 

Napowrimo, Day 27 and the prompt is to write a poem that incorporates taste. I’ve done my own twist on this.   Tasting Anxiety   It’s a bitter pill, I taste. It sticks to my tongue, Like a blanket of disappoint, It lodges in my throat, Restricting my airways. I can’t breathe! It’s vile flavour,…

Why Do Human Beings Poison Themselves?

Napowrimo, day 26 and here’s the prompt! Have you ever heard someone wonder what future archaeologists, whether human or from alien civilization, will make of us? Today, I’d like to challenge you to answer that question in poetic form, exploring a particular object or place from the point of view of some far-off, future scientist?…

A Magical Place

Napowrimo, Day 25, only five days to go and the prompt today is to write a poem that explores a small defined space, e.g a childhood bedroom, a box you keep old photos in etc..   A Magical Place     In my room Is a magical place Where I can go When I want…

Beware False Profits 

Napowrimo, Day 24 and the prompt is to write a poem of ekphrasis — that is, a poem inspired by a work of art. But I’d also like to challenge you to base your poem on a very particular kind of art – the marginalia of medieval manuscripts. Here you’ll find some characteristic images of…

A Set of Haikus

Napowrimo, Day 23 and I’m very run down so just done a few of haikus for today     I wrote a Haiku My energies running low This is all I have       On water I walk But I am only human I believe I can       Raindrops on rosies Echoes…

Mama Bird

Day 22 of Napowrimo. And I’ve decided to use the warm up prompt from before day 1. The prompt is to write a haibun. Mama Bird   The bird lands on lush green branch She is pecking wiggly worms to take to her nest To feed her babies wanting to grow They rely on Mama…