Tree Tanka PDF

There is now a Free PDF version of Volume 1 of what will one day become a Treelogy (3 Volumes) Click on the the image on the right hand side bar to download. (Large File so use Wifi and patience) If after having read the PDF you would be interested in a future print version…

second sight

Today the Desperado's are sounding a call for the poetic Super HeroYikes!!! I am headlong into this moment and a stream of consciousness is tugging at my sleeve. Let's go it says. Let's go. bazooka joe bubble-gummed me a super powerback in the 70's when poetry was for old fuckersx-ray-speccing me a laser eyed future…

blinded by the light

Over at Desperado's Central we are drawn into writing a poem about Illicit Encounters. Here is one I dreamed up once upon a time. Give me your eye she said, it will be better for you in the long run. Can't you just blister my finger? I asked. She smirked all deadly-like and then dropped…

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extended sentence

This week the Desperate Poets are called to bring tales of the unexpected by Fireblossom. Her call must be answered.Here is an unexpected Birthday greeting.Each line is an American Sentence. a nest of snakes for you as a bouquet to plant in your cracked disgusta garland of weeds for the barren wasteland you dare call…

stuck

This morning at Desperate Poets there is a call to Summer's endings. Funny how a poem comes into being. Here I was sat at my desk thinking I can't write to this prompt when the image of a stick of rock on the floor of a seaside town popped into my head. The rest of…

blue and black

A second submission to the 'Footsteps of our Feathers' prompt at Desperate Poets. A nod to the muse, the heart and to love. we are distant according to the measure of the crowbut close perhaps in the longing for that not to be soand this ache in my chest brings you into this placetraveller through…

awen

We are called to drink a deep draught of the mead of poetic birth over at Desperate Poets this fine morning. An inspiring prompt from Brendan, titled, "In the footsteps of our Feathers."Please do consider visiting the link and reading the prompt which includes some very fine poetry by way of inspiration, along with Brendan's…

Lonely Town

Lonely Town is the title of the prompt today over at Desperate Poets and the title of my poem for submission. Why reinvent the wheel? there is only one herein this upsidey townthere is only one herewith his upsidey frownand each single nothing is only just hiswrapped up in the feather of a missed lover's…

it was You

Desperate Poets are wondering about Tipping Points So innocuous as to be almost absurd that school run on that sunny day when You thought that driving the kids was a real option because You were running out of timeIf only You had known how truethat really wasTurns out that the five quids worth of petrol…

scud

I am home from a damp but wonderful festival...my brain is still soggy. Here is a wee limerick for the Desperates. There once was a fella called BlairElected with flourish and flairHe set about changingdid truth re-arrangingpretending the weapons were there