The Attempted Resurrection of my Garden Pond

The Attempted Resurrection of my Garden Pond

I left it unattended this summer
for dead leaves
and various detritus
to collect and clog its shallow depths,
which fed the weeds that choked the air
and zest for life
from out of its water.
My mind was too curled up
and distanced from anything
but my bed and bedroom
for me to notice its dire straits
until it was a grass blade’s tip from too late
(and it might have even crossed that line
which means I’m squandering money and time).
But I scraped the algae clear of its face Continue reading “The Attempted Resurrection of my Garden Pond”

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#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 30: ‘The Heck Even Is “Time” Anymore?’

The Heck Even Is “Time” Anymore?

And then I yawned and April was over,
and 30 days
had dissipated
into one
slick slurry
of lie ins,
and dancing Continue reading “#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 30: ‘The Heck Even Is “Time” Anymore?’”

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#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 28: ‘When It Rains’

When It Rains

The Sun’s finally had the decency
to bugger off and let the Quarantine
carry on underneath a somewhat more
thematically fitting canopy
of clouds that release their rain in a
hissing spitting mist, which dampens the air
to match the mood, and I actually think
that’s much less a dick move than mocking us
with inaccessible tangerine days
like it has been for the past week or few.

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#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 27: ‘Bread & Cheese’

Bread & Cheese

There’s nothing quite as good as
bread and cheese when you haven’t
eaten for a little bit;
some part of your brain feels
yanked back to a past life
as a Victorian peasant
or perhaps even from
an earlier era
when simple hunger
could be simply sated,
as literature would have
Continue reading “#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 27: ‘Bread & Cheese’”

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#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 26: ‘For a Time After This’

For a Time After This

As hollow hours slide through heavy air,
whilst I sit still on stagnant on my bed,
my thoughts, when they’re not fretting for my hair,
preoccupy themselves with this instead:
Of milling crowds comprised of folks who stroll
quite unconcerned down highstreets and through parks,
of theatres whose seats are packed and full,
and cafés where first dates might fly some sparks.
We can’t regain the normal we once knew
but we could make a better normal yet,
and until then the best we all can do Continue reading “#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 26: ‘For a Time After This’”

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#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 25: ‘The Way That I Look When I Smile’

The Way That I Look When I Smile

The only time I
like the way that I look
when I smile is the way
that I look when I smile when
I’m listening to the people I
love talk about the things they love, or the
things they’ve done that have made them love or
like themselves a little bit more,
and it’s only just lately
I discovered I like Continue reading “#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 25: ‘The Way That I Look When I Smile’”

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#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 22: ‘Urgh’


You are, in all sincere and soul spoken
one of the most fucking irritating people
I’ve ever met in my life.
There are few other people that it’s such an aching
ordeal to deal with,
like, you’ve got a real gift for being such a little shit.
Why are you like this?
What’s wrong with you? What did we as a species do
to get cursed with you
just scratching away at our patience every chance you Continue reading “#NaPoWriMo2020 – Day 22: ‘Urgh’”