“Your Damned Anthropocene” kindly featured by Jamie G. Dedes
“Wonderlust Rain Forest” … poems and other works by readers in response to Wednesday’s Writing Prompt https://jamiededes.com/2017/05/02/wonderlust-rain-forest/ via @JamieDedes
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Control
the organising principle, garden tools under lock and key, overgrown within bounds, wild abandon limited, rebel youth chaos let off pressure, autistic challenge unexpected colour, chains can help growth, guide it. Some excited by chains and keys and frisson drugged by season’s change.
“You Should Be” kindly published in The Wrytr. Thankyou Efe.
“You Should Be” kindly published in The Wrytr. Thankyou Efe.
“This Is How It Is (From ‘My Maths’ chapbook, #Dyscalculia)” featured in “Misplaced Identity”. Thankyou Zac.
“This Is How It Is (From ‘My Maths’ chapbook, #Dyscalculia)” featured in “Misplaced Identity”. Thankyou Zac.
“All The Girls” published in Poetry Under Cover. Thankyou Marika.
“All The Girls” published in Poetry Under Cover. Thankyou Marika.
Thankyou to Main Dude for publishing “Gabriel’s Hounds” on page 28 of the latest edition of “Typewriter Emergencies”
Thankyou to Main Dude for publishing “Gabriel’s Hounds” on page 28 of the latest edition of “Typewriter Emergencies”
“Numbers (From ‘My Maths’ chapbook)” kindly published by Jason Stelzner in Literati Magazine
“Numbers (From ‘My Maths’ chapbook)” kindly published by Jason Stelzner in Literati Magazine
Apprentice
Asked to fetch rubber hammer of meaning, left handed screwdriver of storytelling, live wire of words, endless cups of tea and sweep up clips made by others.
Thankyou to Anisio for featuring “Knackered Up” on his website
Originally posted on The Wombwell Rainbow: his outbuildings, more out than they should be. Outside bog still hung with bogroll newspaper he cuts up himself. He used to keep pigeons but they all died of rat poison he scattered after spotting droppings in their cage. Entry way made for horse and trap still echoes to…
A Wanderlust
it’s water lap and sunset goads spirit on as if tells thee, if I can’t stop thy sharnt.
