Blog Archives

Evening On The Porch (3a)

EVENING ON THE PORCH

Fine balance
Revelry subdued
October
Decked in leaves
I your Spring, you my Autumn
Soundless harmony

~~~~~~~~~~~

Shadorma November

Advertisements

Books Rule (A Four By Six)

BOOKS RULE

Recalling a childhood
Seeking companionship
Family or authors?
Sad to say no contest

Ingrown

INGROWN

Don’t blame your parents
They were already upfucked
Before you were born

The Cuckoo

THE CUCKOO

Alarm bell rings out
Cuckoo in the nest!
Cuckoo in the nest!
Cuckoo in the nest!

Knowing onlookers
(Programmed so to do)
Pity these deaf parents
Puzzled yet obeisant

Watching their progeny
Thrown overboard
By this guzzling
Immigrant

No one though pities
The cuckoo’s offspring
Motherless, abandoned
Left to fend for itself

Still there’s always poetry
As there’re always poets
Who never quite fitted in
Left casting their pallid light

And treating Spell Check
As a servant rather than a god

Or Or

OR OR

Relations are fraught
Far too wrapped up in ego
Celibacy rules
Or so monks and nuns tell us
Or maybe they’re just cowards

Strangers

STRANGERS

The first thing in mind
Always, always: are they safe???
It’s my history

Family

FAMILY

They were both upfucked
It was nothing personal
Still I’m upfucked too

DNA

DNA

All one yet shattered
Family a mystery
Concealing the truth

Family II

FAMILY II

So I suggested
To my mother and father
(She coming first)

That we discuss
Our being here together
And much else besides

And then awoke
To the chilling realisation
Of this cold reality

Oh Dear, Pater’s Vexed Again

OH DEAR, PATER’S VEXED AGAIN

Silent.
Enigmatic.
What has she done this time?
What random act deemed faulty? Best
Grovel.

~~~~~~~

Combining

Poetry challenge #6: Cinquain

and

3WW Week No. 454

%d bloggers like this: