No doubt you'll have noticed that things are looking a bit differentround here. We decided myspace wasn't really working for us, so we'vemoved over to blogger where we can manage our pages more easily...
As you can tell, we haven't updated here for a while. I'll get round to amending that one of these days, but in the meantime, it's been drawn to my attention that some of the links aren't working. Thi...
It was the fingers snuffling through her hairlike fat noses that silenced us.Sprawled across the first two seats of a double-decker bus,they whispered something syrupy in cigarette stung voices.I trie...
I light another one from the burning tip,breathe it in, mix it with the nerves that flip inside me.Its poisons fill me,I am free.I am free.Its poisons fill me,the nerves that flip inside me.Breathe it...
While aeroplanes plough the skyand the sun brushes out their tracks,we trudge beneath the calls of birdslike wooden soldiers,our painted coats shining,our laced-up feet slamming hardon gum splattered ...
Poetry is everywhere.
It’s in music and conversation;
it’s on the back of your cereal packet,
it's in the horoscopes in the back of the paper.
Poetry can be bad. Poetry can be good. But poetry is here and it’s relevant and it needs an audience.
Please visit our myspace to find links to our poetry blogs. Dave Pickering and his many projects can also be found here, and you can find Jenny Adamthwaite's blog here.
