• Aphrodite at the Convenience Store

    Stepping out of froth from crashing seaHer severe beautyProclaimed by men Goddess of LoveWho compared mortal women to her lustreTied them to their lust, and unsustainable aspirationsTo excuse male infidelitiesProstitutes sought her blessingHer austere manner lending prideto their profession dressed for anything but LoveWhen pandemic hit the ParthanonAll weddings and wars postponedAphrodite stepped off the Read more

  • on romance

    best left unspokencompany, comfort, laughtermore precious than gold ~ n.b. There is too much said, too often. We all risk becoming amateur psychologists. Is it not better to go with the flow? I am a slow learner, I fear, but keen to learn. n.n.b. I just realised my picture contains two flotation rings…try not to Read more

  • Poetry Prompt #6 “The Over”

    For each of the six lines in this poem begin as follows: 1. Walk thirteen paces away from a white line painted, with others, on an immaculately mown grass field. 2. Wait for a red leather ball with hand-made seam, to be lobbed gently toward you. 3. Reach up with one hand and pluck the Read more

  • Smile Returned

    There is a Smile of Love And there is a Smile of Deceit And there is a Smile of Smiles In which these Smiles meet ~ The opening lines of The Smile by William Blake c.1803 Smile Returned i. sun-break pulls in shadows from Vathi’s quaypelican’s ankle bracelet roped to cleatbitter glykos, breakfast cake, crumb sparrowsfisherman puttering back Read more

  • Raspberries

    Late June to late September it read, Scotlandyou showed me the advert and said, Let’s go!We caught the train northone ticket between us and two cheese rollsInto July in white-washed block accommodationa decent shower, where sometimes you left me to wash aloneWarm Westerlies and long-lit evenings brought out your frecklesturned my skin the colour of Read more

  • Limbs

    It wasn’t a difficult mystery to solve; “Where did you get your long legs?” she had asked. His grandfather on one side was a good height, the other Scandinavian in origin, was the tallest, so he imagined. His own father was just a fraction short of six feet, a height he noticeably outgrew. The women Read more