Archive for November, 2020

His Thumbs

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on November 28, 2020 by dc

All we can remember
Were his thumbs,

They looked like

Two huge
Chewed teats
On a cow’s
Ageing udder,

Accidents
Lost at the sides
Of his hands,

Two disfigured
Batons,

Waggling
Vibrations
Whenever he spoke;

His words
We can never recall.

Everything Is Quiet

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on November 26, 2020 by dc

There’s just
A sauntering cat

Looking for some elasticated
Moonlight to bathe in

And purr out it’s
Soft acapella;

I’ve ignored the news,
Spoken with friends
And simplified my footsteps,

Everything is quiet.

Lost Applause

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on November 19, 2020 by dc

This rain beats down like lost applause
As these cold winds conduct a fresh shiver,

Tiny rivers track hill roads,
Spiders spin and then drown
And cars mount the kerb to park up,

Just waiting for that sweet whispered lull
In a void soaked with patience,

In the gap between nature and nurture,
Staring without song,
Fingers tapping.