"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
Beneath the shimmering surface of the sea Lie tiny specks of hope, Inconsequential fragments of life That work tirelessly to remove The years of smut and grease Regurgitated by higher organisms. Locked in the loving embrace of these Forgettable and singular plant cells This industrial detritus falls like snow, Giant flecks of white that drift … Read more
A continent of purest blue begins to flow, an unstoppable force That spills towards the sea in cinematic slow motion. Pristine shades of sapphires that break apart Across the grounding line; a shattered Kaleidoscope of powder and Periwinkle that bares the Effervescence of its Contents. Torn free from their shackles these shattered monuments drift … Read more
You slide fluently through cool, coastal waters, A balletic grace with unparalleled force That silently slips between the spheres As a distant rumble announces time. Reaching into your deepest recesses You absentmindedly cast-off towards the north, Upwelling shadows beckoning you to feed. The hairy fringes of your mouth begin to bristle As you approach your … Read more
A dynasty of diamonds in the sky, You stretch beyond the hemispheres of sight Scattering stardust like lavish silt as Unseen tidal forces conspire to tear you apart. A stellar stream that meanders across space, Undulating gently out of reach As two parallel lanes of celestial eddies That softly lap against the night. … Read more
An incendiary flash of colour – Your violent hues scatter the scrub; We watch as you forage for food, Using your casque like a fork. Reptilian eyes stare unblinkingly, Your tridactyl feet conceal a blade; We watch as you secure your stance, Using your casque like a sword. Vegetation brushed callously aside, Your … Read more
As you follow this series of letters To yet another series of letters, Your eyes become accustomed to the pace. You scan across each inky horizon, With lethargic pupils that shift and drift – Interpretation on autopilot. You find yourself comforted (and now bored), The two-toned font asserts its expectance. You may or may not … Read more
You struggle for breath. And reach towards the sun With yellowed fingertips; Stunted roots Can no longer drink The static water that was Once a stream. Your perfectly preserved husk Lies buried; Sheets of glass Protect your shroud from Arctic hare and polar fox; Their footsteps vibrating gently Against the windowpane of Your mausoleum. … Read more
We hunch ourselves over overpriced typewriters, Hovering between letters like a Fractious murmuration of starlings. Our minds and bodies disconnected – Two separate instruments That move interdependently; Mutually exclusive entities of Limitless potential that are Stunted As they try to bud. We are told that we need MORE IDEAS; The unseen, unheard, voices Filter into … Read more
Translucent orbs of moonlight Sail along our chalky coasts. Encased in an envelope Of teals and sapphires, Their chemical composition Reveals the secret tracks And hidden pathways Of a thousand Thousand Squares of liquid land. By mapping their nutrients Across soggy habitats We use these charts To navigate the channels Of our uncertainty. We … Read more
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 we once were. And so … Read more