I was once this country mouse in a big city house
blending in by wearing masks of tusks and feathers.
It’s where we’d met, smoking sunflowers, Continue reading “The House of Hurt”
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He
Was the demon at the steering wheel
on our detour to reshape the gates of hell.
I, impatient with passion,
was shadow chained to his sin.
With a halo of fire, nails carved symbols Continue reading “Sin’s Soulmate”
As Popeye,
I’m seeking a new Olive Oyl to sail a sea of endless sunsets.
Must have personality first & be willing to drive a boat. Continue reading “The Personal Ad”
“Just a bit more.” The long steel bar slid past the flat metal blades.
“Now swing on it.” As two sets of hands pulled, but nothing moved.
“All your weight, lads.” Continue reading “Steel Night”
“So, Ol’ mate fetches a round from the beer-fridge and a stubby rolls out and smashes.”
“Where were you?” His pen clicked, poised above the clipboard
“With the rest of the blokes standin’ round the barbie, just shattered watchin’ that wasted beer spread across the cracked concrete.”
“Over a spilt beer?”
“It was tragic.”
“I see,” loosening his necktie. “Go on, please.” Continue reading “Olympic Proportions”
“…But as the sun simmers its summer spin…”
An excerpt from “Summer’s Unshackled Sands” I wrote for Silver Birch Press found here:
Summer’s Unshackled Sands, poem by Mel A Rowe (BEACH AND POOL MEMORIES Poetry and Prose Series)
Hope you’ll enjoy it.
They fed
off others’ fear
polluting the atmosphere
like a sideshow of mirrored shrieks Continue reading “A Knight’s Birth”
“I’ve got no balls.”
“But, I’m stripped bare.” Continue reading “The Halls of Parliament”
Like balancing on a tripwire,
floating in the blue space beyond a broken bridge, Continue reading “Spyglass Spy”
