Lit Up

Lit Up: Spring Prompt — Reality — Lit Up Spring Prompt — Reality She could skip along down the crowded streets, and greet the neighbours with exaggerated gestures. She could bargain with the cart sellers and smile when they agreed to her prices. She could ring her friends up and get together at a moment’s notice. She…

Part 1 of a series of poems on Moons — Part 1 of a series of poems on Moons Fear talking to my shadow, to answer with a scathing phrase, an angry look frustrated by my ennui, my indifference, locked down, locked away, until fear is the only fear, then a Dark Moon rising casts light on terror, spurs rebirth, renewal resurgence, portentous irony like snowdrops’ blossom, blaring the coming of the sun.

a poem — a poem When we have money let’s book a cottage near the sea then take a train, not the bus to the south coast. Let’s go to Japan pray in temples like the Buddhists Have you ever wished? When we have money let’s book holiday Cuba maybe? When we have money for the first date let’s meet in Nando’s.