Hey guys!! I am Addy. I recently joined the WordPress community. A friend of mine introduced me to the poetry marathon. I am so excited to take part in it. All the best to everyone 😊
Tag: Half-marathon
Well, Here We Are Again…
…it’s always such a pleasure. Despite the many times I’ve tailed before. Oh how I wrote and wrote, Until I just stopped writing. Gave up the fight, succumbed and simply started to snore. I’m too old for all-nighters, That’s what I’ve come to see I’ve…
We forged on…
Erasure poem using p. 143 of art sex music by Cosey Fanni Tutti (Faber & Faber, 2017): We forged on— artists, poets and musicians He was wild dangerous and uncompromising I was stuck at a local factory for quite a while I’d been practising and felt…
Letter to My Fat Self
If only you knew I wish you could understand The power behind self love And your preciousness despite size Yes, you will take a lot of shit Grateful for scraps and tidbits From lovers who could never measure to your grace or wit or presence…
Dear Kevin who likes to take shortcuts sometimes
Okay, we have to talk Every few years you try to save yourself time or effort by taking shortcuts You know what I’m talking about— don’t even lie Let me remind you: That time at the Graham Hill playground when your bicycle chain fell off?…
After breakfast
The coffee at the canteen’s no damn good, you know I think the supplier slipped the kitchen super a bag of cement mixed with topsoil— you’d think they’d have figured it out when the shelf collapsed under the weight of the sack But no, they…
The mortgaged heart
1 Somehow I’ve never thought to say anything it’s hard to complain when the terms have never been disclosed and you don’t know who holds the note or when it’s supposed to come due I guess I’ve always figured the payments will eventually get to…
Sevenling (Two directions)
Two directions traversed at once the map folded in half and deliberately marked Signposts conspicuously absent the face of the compass blank with the needle missing This is quite a journey (22 June 2019, Hour Eight)
Interlude
Inspired by: ‘The middle of night interlude where dreams may or may not happen.’ Moonlight shines on the back of her neck suggesting muted colours, light textures a flowing arc I am intrigued, enchanted but keep a respectful distance This moment is a haven I…
Hour 6
I wait outside the door I listen to the sobs inside The door is locked, I cannot come in Let me in, baby girl Let me say it will be alright