"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
Hidden behind the fragility Of a sub-Antarctic archipelago, A speck of shamrock shimmers On a sea of turquoise. Exploding into life this fleck Becomes a floating forest; Vacuous blues graffitied with Organic, dancing tones of green. Rising white beacons of sediment Carried on clandestine currents, Breathing new life …
Sea air shimmers in the evening haze; The gentle rays from a setting sun Reflect the remnants of the passing storm, Cascading skywards in prismic hues to Dry the feathers of the Eastern Meadowlarks That drowsily skim the ocean’s skin. Beneath translucent, foaming waves Shapes begin to dance, unseen; Their …
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 …
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 …
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 …
Across the dusty plains of southwest lands, An empty dish lies buried in the sands; With taps turned off to nature’s moist supply, As climates change the basin starts to dry. Within the hellish bowels of holy caves, Lie imprints of misplaced and ancient waves; Our excavated past can …
Across the vibrant reefs you snake and crawl, In search of shelter from an unseen threat; The shadows write their names in salty scrawl, Your body intertwined in blind duet. You see the world without a lens or eye, As veiled photoreceptors help you scry; Your skin a dense …
When someone’s voice is on repeat, You might begin to tap your feet; As into music, words do change, Sometimes the sounds we hear are strange. Illusions that turn speech to song, A musical phenomenon; It’s a linguistic interchange, Sometimes the sounds we hear are strange. But what …
Urea, that’s contained in wee, Plus chlorine gives us DBP; This makes our eyes stream like a fool, Please do not piss into the pool. Deciding how much pee is there, Can be quite a complex affair; What’s needed is a special tool, Please do not piss into the …
The echoes of your past vibrate through space, And secrets lie beneath your broken skin; The cracks and rimless craters on your face, Reveal to us what’s hidden deep within. Now frozen underground in super lakes, Under a pitted surface lined with breaks; A reservoir of life within our …