Archive for short poem

British Teeth

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on December 31, 2017 by dc

I’m all
About family,

I’m on
Day release

And I’m a
real good for nothing,

Come over here
And check out my
British Teeth.

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Seedy Sun

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on August 14, 2017 by dc

Seedy sun at dusk
Burnt terracotta patting
A lollygag gagged.

They Could Be Heroes

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on November 11, 2016 by dc

Equilibriums set
At the hollow point zero,

Pirouetting molecules
Of follicles,

Heroes;

Universes dancing
In a fish bowl,

Stethoscopes,

Parallel worlds
And the never-ending
Jesus hope.

Nothing Via Anything

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on August 28, 2016 by dc

The dreams you brought you bring again,
You sing a million offerings,

You give yourself to those in need,
You’ve seen the statues almost bleed

And still no God appears.

Two Teacakes

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on August 9, 2016 by dc

She took his heart and dog,
She took them ten pin bowling,

He called her filthy thief,
He called her broken window.

Two teacakes on the kitchen side
Left for several weeks all blue,
Demons in the cupboards,
A dirty doormat’s twisted view.

So many froms,
So many hexes,

So many swear words,
So many truths,

The stains that haunt
His hallway carpet,
And that slug that sometimes moves,

He’s the ageing turquoise bathroom tiles,
In a house that sings for fools.

A Haunting

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on July 22, 2016 by dc

He stays in this room
A ghostly disillusion
A TV report

An Unpleasant Relief

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on May 29, 2016 by dc

That death,
The finalised divorce,
The end of constipation,

The penultimate song
In a terrible show,

Time spent
With unloved ones
Who know things,

Getting back
To a dirty home,

The knowledge
You made it
In the end,

The realisation
You were right.