Deliquescence
The truth hits her this nightfall time hands in pockets She see its mouth saying words that film directors understand the love...
The truth hits her this nightfall time hands in pockets She see its mouth saying words that film directors understand the love...
Jelly babies are glucose babies. They drive me. Their plumpness and fruit juices fill my cells. They wink before...
Great news! I have a poem in here: https://tearsinthefence.com/2022/03/10/tears-in-the-fence-75-is-out/?fbclid=IwAR1jgUuOu1qxr1z2TGkjAJG3...
[Genesis 38] Perez God’s plan: Womb switch Firstborn Brother Perez Forebear Chosen Before Zerah Twin son Scarlet Thread on Young flesh...
To hear the smallest part of His voice is Heaven taking root in our hearts The One who gave us air The Lord, Heir of all things The air...
A little triolet for a Friday morning. --- Stratus I can almost touch this cloud It’s blandness flies low The world of grey must be proud...
Clock hands rotate at speeds set in plain, dependable stone. Morning: Think of structures. Spin them. Then, feed forward at midday like...
I am so thrilled that my poem 'Synapse Graveyard' forms part of Kathleen McPhilemy's excellent podcast poetry magazine (Episode 2). See...
King wants Queen to amuse him Pique his interest Man alive, just set a scene or invent one King wants to drink together Hear some music....
A tautogram tribute to physicists Lee Smolin and João Maqueijo. Whip wavelengths with weightlessness. Let light loop…..land….light lashes...
Excited to announce the launch of my new book!! Written with Miranda Lynn Barnes and wonderfully supported by Small Press!...
Chromatography is a laboratory technique for the separation of a mixture into its components. Tomatography Have you ever wanted to...
A poem for the sweetest Uncle a man can wish for....David sadly passed away this week xx David thank you God for David this gentle man...
We grate the skin of oranges and pull the teeth out of boredom’s yawn give our radar-ears new juices We boil the rinds in round, glass...
There was a time when Achilles tried to kill my son. However, the plan was doomed because my son’s skin was magically protected against...
Light rain fell on us from clouds that were not thought of as we walked and talked. Choosing white or gold or both was our game. The...
Agape Review kindly published this new poem (see here: https://agapereview.com/2021/12/22/thenightingalesflute/) In honour of Annette von...
Here's a poem I wrote that uses two verses comprised of exactly the same letters in the same order: Plantagenet, I call you the ardent...
I wrote a review of Adam Horovitz’ excellent new book: https://tearsinthefence.com/blog/?fbclid=IwAR2tebJUAfA_K5iTxiEamjL7K4oYFxsvZKQRJ2i...