Category Archives: Ars Poetica

Outside – Micropoetry

Outside

when did Outside
become an
undiscovered country?
whose unfenced boundaries
spark greater imagination
than the couch’s confines

New Poem Published In Vine Leaves Literary Journal

Today sees the publication of one of my poems, ELIHU’S MEDITATION ON QUESTIONS UNANSWERED in Vine Leaves Literary Journal.

—“beautiful agony”—

Elihu was one of characters who came and sat with Job in the Old Testament Book Of Job. He said nothing while his companions lectured Job after his loss and suffering.

The origin of the poem came about during a staff retreat where I work. The focus of the day was on suffering and a colleague shared her remarkable journey of the last few years. It was heartbreaking yet imbibed with a sense of joy.

It made me think why we don’t simply sit with our friends when we are suffering; instead we try to offer platitudes and trite condolences. We are afraid of silence, afraid of our own suffering, or the threat of suffering. We conveniently limit suffering to news excerpts on television, subjects we can listen to and then forget about when the segment is over. It doesn’t bring about change in ourselves.

Suffering, when focused on the ones we love, is a time for mourning and contemplation. It is a time for identifying with their pain and suffering. It is a time to act, to comfort, to listen, to be silent, to make a meal, mow their lawn, fold their washing, buy them a coffee.

Sometimes it is the hardest thing to remain silent when everyone else is speaking.

You can read more in Issue 10 and a wealth of stirring poetry, vignettes and art.

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A Collection of Micropoetry

I like to write micropoetry on twitter, limiting myself to 140 characters (128 if you include the hashtag).

I collect my micro musings in a document with the aim of publishing a book of poetry (I’ve seen a review of a book of 140 twitter fictions so why not a book of micropoetry?)

But I shall share the more recent ones with you here.

Enjoy.

Which one(s) did you like best? Why?

First Date

an open packet of plain chips
(you prefer Salt and Vinegar)
we scrabble for the scraps
and lick the grease
from our fingers

Irony

In an act of irony
I draw trees on paper
And stick them
On my wall
An ecological conundrum
Where I can’t see
The forest for the trees

Unravelling and Resonating

The unravelling of each other
Pulling at threads of fault
Leaves only a mirror
To reflect and resonate
Our own insecurities

Trivial Dust

Death makes trivial objects
of us all; dust becoming dust
As I wipe my finger
Along the photo frame
My reflection echoes yours

Conscience

Hamlet declared
Conscience does make
cowards of us all
For we ultimately fear
What holds us back
When it should
Push us forward

Sense of Wonder – Micropoetry

Sense of Wonder

should I ever lose
my sense of wonder
at the occurrence
of the everyday:
a pencil, socks, books, hugs
the child in me
is lost

The Only Proof – Micropoetry

The Only Proof

the only proof
I ever existed
was meeting
a stranger’s eyes
acknowledgment of
another presence
for the length
of a heartbeat

The Act of Creation – Micropoetry

The Act of Creation

When I create
I destroy
The pencil dulls
The paper soiled
What I have destroyed
Is a crucible
For the phoenix
To live again

The Piano Accordion – Micropoetry

The Piano Accordion

The wheezy rattle
Of the squeezebox
Amused us
When we played it as kids
In my grandfather’s hands
It sang love songs

Capes and Undies – Micropoetry

Capes and Undies

It’s hard to be a superhero
When your cape is caught
On the door handle
And you’re left outside
The door in
Only your undies

Barred Vision – Micropoetry

Barred Vision

Standing at the kitchen window
The cross beam of the pane
Demarcates sand/ocean
Standing back the beam
Separates ocean/horizon

The Murraya Hedge – Micropoetry

The Murraya Hedge

the cloying scent of murraya
thick like syrup
in the morning stillness
waiting for the bus and
gagging on last night’s
argument