"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
The crest above the grassy plains dominates the outlook; its raw-boned peaks threatening to pierce the very fabric of the sky, as beneath its jutting crown mislaid senses of distant lands lie buried beneath the snowpack: The fabricated whispers of spinning jennies cast as muted echoes in the ice, …
Born into violence: the offspring of mixed aggressions, traces of sickly silver quickly infiltrate our atmosphere. Toxic clouds that sail the zephyrs, spurting their entrails in rhythmic pitter patter of metallic rain that cascades upon the sea. Soundscapes of forest fires and burning waste sink beneath the waves, where …
Swaying steadily in kaleidoscopic fields, spectral fans reflect the turquoise light; their mottled aura straining spectra as warming oceans bleach branches and lighten latticework. Parasitic hues scar the surface, lacerating living skeletons with vibrant, polished purples; their corrupting shadows smeared across the ferns, as copper-coloured paint leaches from beneath a …
Synthetic fossils adjoin the coastline. Fallen into dirty piles they wait to be shucked clean of sand, and mud, and debris. Flowing like tallow beneath the waves. Fleece jackets wick our irritants. Fallen into dirty piles they wait to be shucked clean of sand, and mud, and debris. Bleeding …
Drifting beside western coasts of uncovered continents, metallic leviathans stretch their sunken limbs. Hinged jaws spitting sulphurous seeds that linger beneath the ether; clouds condensing to float through the air with steady, rhythmic slur. Hidden from view these artificial barrels of rain line up in formation; secreted shiptracks that …
Leaky pipelines cannot excuse The vileness of your touch As it seeps malevolently From its ancient, grainy prison; Your eccentric composition Creating chemical fingerprints That dance lightly across the Soft and drifting breeze, Masking your toxic presence To finger innocuous fields Of rice and herded scapegoats With the legacy of …
At the far edges of the world, Hidden deep amongst the Raging seas and rising waves Laze a series of secret atolls and coral coves; Remote islands that are almost entirely Untouched by human hands. Untouched by human hands, But maimed by the detritus that those hands have wrought. As …
The blushing sun conceals A dirty secret. So in our quest for BEAUTY We shield our glowing frames From its spiteful rays; Basting our bodies like Pigs in blankets Of congealed and Aromatic fat. Whilst roasting in our tins Of solar opulence Thermodynamics indicates that We are now hotter Than …
Fade In: People wearing masks Ride their bicycles through A skyline of exhaust fumes and Dirty, blackened smoke. Their lungs irritated By the invisible particles that corrode Metal frames and Alveolar walls. RING RING Go their bells as they Cross the road and Casually turn right Into the unmarked bloodstream. …
Beneath the pristine peaks and snow-capped mounds, Lie records of our past and future selves. A precious commodity lying dormant, Safe from prying eyes and probing minds. Locked up in overlapping, concentric circles Of mutually enticing atmospheric destruction. As we carefully peel away the surging layers, These …