Category: poetry

Snatchy

Scratchy itchy nose
His fingers dared
But he knows
Better

Twitchy snatchy lip
His fingers dared
But he chose
Better

Kitschy lychee eye
His fingers dared
But he dares
Better

Stitches

An arm attached
Comforting
A scared little girl
Calling
For her mommy.

Swing into and out of
View
An arm attached
Grasped
By despairing fingers.

Quilted patchwork of linen
Unmatched
Crooked stitches left and
Right
An arm attached.

scantily skipping imp

Scantily skipping imp,
Feet floating
Like an electrified shrimp,
Shoe sole flapping
Like an unpaid pimp,
Flamp-p-p .

Listing limping imp,
Toes knotting
Like a ballerina chimp,
Shoe tongue flopping
Like a deflated blimp,
Flimp-p-p.

breath

Breath
Sticky and sweet
Like grandma’s toffee,
Breath
Caustic and concrete
Like dad’s coffee,
Breath
Evasive and effete
Like mum’s Hennessy,
Breath
Obscure and oleate
Like a lover’s lolly

she slept

She slept,
Snoring as women snore

  • kind of like unicorns doodoo

She mumbled,
Speaking as women speak

  • kind of like dwarfs debate

She tossed,
Turning as women turn

  • kind of like trolls tango

Her sleeping breath

  • kind of like dragons sneeze

my bank balance

My bank balance
Stood as a false idol

Insurmountable as bubblegums
The smack of my lips

A Hallelujah
Heralding a full tummy

My fingers lost in wrappers
Spun a yarn
A garment made

To keep my nakedness
Naked

wiggzy wormzy

Wiggzy Wormzy
Burrowing
Saying neighbourly hies
As he writhed
From top to bottom
Of the veggie garden

Wiggzy Wormzy
Waving
Sharing friendly hi-fives
As he cantilevered
From leaf to roof
Of the veggie garden

baggy elbow

Baggy elbow
Whisking a wow
Flapping & flopping
Constrained by conforming
With ambition

Baggy elbow
Blowing a bow
Swinging & swagging
Hung from haggling
With normalcy

Baggy elbow
Trying a toe
Cracking & creaking
Tired from trusting
Itself

the story began

The story began
As stories do,
With time
Still in once.

Tale progresses
Spindle un-spun
Ball on the left
Butting toes
Fleece on the right
Tangled fingers
In the middle
A life
You.

Tale finished
Spindle un-spun
Ball on the left
Butting toes
Fleece on the right
Tangled fingers
In the middle
A death
You.

i waited

I waited,
In a queue

I waited,
In a queue

I waited,
In a queue

You ask,
Which queue?

I waited,
In a queue

You repeat,
Which queue?

You queue
I answer,
From the queue