I crumple the sea in my dreams wake
to the shallow pool of my head
I should go North lose weight catch up
with the other divers hear words slip jelly-like ...
‘Rapunzel goes exploring’ by Rosanne Bersten
She’s a delicate rose
Found in flowery prose
And I’m not her. ...
‘first frost’ by Rob Scott
first frost --
the kindling takes
with a hiss
by Tim Creevey
After twighlight,
At her desk,
She ponders the implications of signing in crayon..
‘I will see you there when I go’ by Andrew Bromage
Outside the Library,
the pigeons do to Redmond Barry
what Ned Kelly never could.
by Lidia Ostepeev
Bollywood ringtones
Brighten my film noire mornings
On suburban trains
‘Hurt Sonnet’ by Justin Clemens
I’m listening to Hurt, which Johnny Cash
now sings: the needle’s in his voice, a ghost
lends him its wings, and even with the clash ...
‘everything we ever changed our minds about’ by Sean M Whelan
you told me
you loved it when the trees changed their minds
and covered the ground
with a million veined post-it notes ...
