Poems
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Summer in a wheelbarrow
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
Me:
Your hanky spread carefully for me to sit on,
Scratchy woodchips under my legs, the fresh smell in my nostrils, -
a winter poem
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
those smooth rainy days of winter that wind on,
clock stuck at ten am all day long, -
It’s the morning of lunch day with my family
By Stacks PoetsBy Keztril
I’m awake, talking to myself and trying to express a sense of awe
and looking through pools of doubt I ask
how did we get here our family? -
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babes in the ‘burbia
By Stacks PoetsBy Zan
nobody here knows my name
in a place where everyone looks the same.
I am just another face on the street, -
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late night radio – flicking through the channels
By Stacks Poetsby Keztril
people of the night
leave keys by the door
I’m a gonna take you -
S l o w m o
By Stacks Poetsby Genevieve Osborne
S lowmo reaching arm curling curving claws around the bough
L eaves to choose choose and chew eyes droop sleeping soundly now -
After the Call
By Stacks Poetsby Danny Gardner
I didn't think I would ever need
a doublet - and hose - or a puffed shirt either...
Or these witchy shoes -
Hermes
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
Walking backwards, away from the cave,
I take my flock of thoughts out of circulation,
Hiding in plain sight. -
Dee Why
By Stacks Poetsby Meredith Pitt
Shaggy grey dog laps warm pooled water
from the car park tap.
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over night poem
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
Clarity doesn't normally come at this hour, as I contemplate the sack;
It will be interesting to awaken and see if I'm still on track. -
A list of worries (to be whispered to a worry doll)
By Stacks Poetsby Ondine Evans
That the sky might fall on my head (too much Asterix in my youth has made me fearful in that regard)
That I may tumble headfirst down stairs, escalators, any steep incline (a fear of falling - off things, in love, out of favour)
That time will catch up with me (snapping at my heels) -
The Bed's Right Side
By Stacks Poetsby Meredith Pitt
Pillows abandoned
plump and ripe, -
lackadaisical love letter
By Stacks Poetsby Zan
forwarding this loathsome love note to the sultan of subterfuge:
this neurosis is a continuing nightmare you nurtured, -
i used to
By Stacks Poets
by Nicky Hurle
I used to envy your life
Lazing by the fire, Not a worry in the world -
27 and no longer
By Stacks Poetsby Nicky Hurle
27 and no longer
Joining the throng of those
Gone before their time. -
Untethered
By Stacks Poetsby Melanie Cunningham
Our collars, iridescent violet-green
Shimmer an oily slick of feather ends
