"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
Across white fields of mounting snow You sense the winds begin to slow, Then feel them bite into your side; Your ashen snout will be your guide Amongst the zephyr’s gentle flow. You glide along because you know That in the distance far below A ringed seal has been supplied — Across white fields… … Read more
Vessels Running beneath my skin – Like the network Of a tightly-knit Urban sprawl. All closely ravelled together – A well-trod map to my Heart. But too complex to build Or print. Our greatest Artificial cartographers cannot reconstruct The interlacing web of hidden alleyways And ginnels lurking beneath the surface. So instead we turn to nature; … Read more
Dappled silhouettes amongst the trees – A lost memory of verdant lands. Your fragmented impressions Have disappeared from view; All that remains is An empty shell Which one day Too will Fade. This is a nonet, inspired by recent research that has succeeded in comparing the movement and space use of jaguars across five different … Read more
The bees effervescently Secreted sweet scents. They smelt smelly feet Then went wherever The sweetest smells went. They neglected the less Sweet smells, Seeded the scene, Then entered the nest. This is a univocalic poem (using only the ’e’ vowel) inspired by recent research that has investigated the extent to which bumblebees can identify markers … Read more
Split into two, I glisten in the shallow shore. Split into two; A bitter taste of déjà vu. You guard me with a tender claw, Before deciding I’m worth more Split into two. This is a Rondelet, inspired by recent research that investigates the relationship between the Lybia crab and a sea anemone species belonging … Read more
The gossamer of human life Sways gently in a passing breeze. A whisper on a callous knife – The gossamer of human life. You take away the sting of strife, With artificial growth to please. The gossamer of human life Sways gently in a passing breeze. This is a Triolet, inspired by recent research into … Read more
This is a shape poem, inspired by recent research that found the roundest object ever observed in nature to be a distant star called Kepler 11145123. Stars are not perfect spheres, as the centrifugal force that is created as they rotate forces them to oblate (i.e. flatten at the poles). The faster the star … Read more
In deep dark ponds you gently glide, You made this cave your place to hide; Blessed with neither scales nor sight, You struggle blindly in the light. The floods came down and flushed you out, Like Incy Wincy up the spout; Into a land of sun-drenched blight, You struggle blindly in the light. … Read more
A selfish streak of silver in their heart, These scavengers are thieves without a band; In altruistic goals they play no part, An archipelago with just one land. But species that are blessed with sapphire wings, Have turned these ‘known’ conventions on their head; They do not care so much for shiny things, As knowing … Read more
Beneath your blind and wrinkled face, you know There lies a hidden strength on which to draw; You seethe and huddle in the ground below, With toothy grin and pallid, grotesque maw. So when we see your face we soon withdraw, As pride and vanity cannot pertain To something that has every outer flaw Having … Read more