Tag: creative writing
-
I’m Wha’?
Walking around town with chest puffed They called me a poof until I’d had enough, three uppercuts duj duj and dujjjj Junkie who lives in a bush leans right in, inches from mush, got a smoke buuuud? Not even got to beggars bush or shepherd’s bush but my shepherd crooks makes me seek out crooks…
-
Gracemaker
She elevates a room like faint background Mozart Half painted backroom like some’ from Mos Eisley Full of boxes like the exciseman’s prize, not fit for Her Highness At her full height with arms astride and legs apart, my Vitruvian venusian woman Women in Dublin Weak for cuddling, her eyes start puddling Her eyes leak…
-
Love You (Aggressively)
After a steinful she’s shameful and of that shame I’m praiseful, partaking full Smoke so much weed our minds are dull Full of forgotten compliments I sulk and forget what sent me there Impediment to action becomes action, I’m mad I care You are my medicare My bald head’s fair Samson hair You get immune…
-
Ninth Hour in Paddy Power
Still in with a chance, each way bet slip billowing in the wind whipping the bookie smoking area where a junkie is chilling Full of jellies you can tell and smell a pill head The race has started I hear tramping cavalry charging in Bet is a sure thing, your man said Gives good tips…
-
What You Wanna Know?
Did senior infants twice Had head lice Had strikes, struck out thrice Got head twice one night different mouths Almost lost count but not of lies I told Could see us growing old together, sprouting mould together Two go-getters get wetting, wet getting, house shopping and make nesting Enduring all weathers When our hands are…
Alchemisland 