Been to a festival lately? Forget the main attractions No one is there for the music It’s all about the bacon There was a time when it could be ignored Now, bacon is in your face! In your artisan beer In your candy In your…
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hour 14 poem
the Garden in full bloom the tables empty the smell of hot chocolate filling the house with No children from the neighbour s party birthdays turn children into adults now and then
A Failed Recruitment
At fourteen, I was almost recruited by PETA. The documentary screening in the basement of the Crescent Hill Library really got me, the one Joaquin Phoenix narrated. My friend Kelsey accompanied me, and touched my knee when Joaquin spoke, regretful, elegaic, over graphic footage of a dolphin’s belly being slit,…
Let Me Feed You
Dear friends, you have hiked a mountain so have I On this treck I’ve been home meditating in silence Writing poems and thinking about what it is to give up. When is it ok to quit, and when to keep going? You have hiked a…
#14 Chocolate
Chocolate is not a universal gift or acceptable to all as comfort food. The looks I get when I refuse chocolate being offered to me are those of surprise and sheer disbelief. I wish my weird allergies to celery and chocolate were as well known…
Fairy Floss.
The words he spoke were fairy floss, Their taste so sugary sweet, You’d swear if it was possible, They’d be all you’d ever eat, But the thing with wads of fairy floss, Is they’re always quick to melt, Until you’re sticky with the memories, Of the love…