Of Cars and Men [Poem]

Pedestrians are people with destinations In their minds And baggage in their hands Too heavy to carry around   But cars— Put your weight away in the trunk And let you guide As though you're in control

Go

Trams come and go Stopping on the go Crawling tediously Counting meters As they go

What I Hated the Least Today 27/365: Ibuprofen

I woke up, made coffee, smoked, practised my yoga routine, smoked, blogged, smoked, cooked lunch, ate it and smoked. I live a dream. Except while cooking, I got a nasty headache. I was cooking fish, so maybe it was the ghost of the fish cooked that came to plague me. Maybe the fish cooked was … Continue reading What I Hated the Least Today 27/365: Ibuprofen

Poetry 101 Rehab: Roots

In response to Andy Townend's Poetry 101 Rehab. Uprooted Rejected By what you loved Crushed to the ground With no resources No roots to take In

Poetry 101 Rehab: Fem

In response to Andy Townend's Poetry 101 Rehab. Fem or man Man or wo-man All hum-man All equal Some more Some less

Poetry 101 Rehab: Odyssey

In response to Andy Townend's Poetry 101 Rehab. Ulysses fares abroad adventuring Penelope waits at home for him With the quiet heroism of women