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On the silent screen, the inglorious pratfall seemed so funny
The kinescope focused on a man eating a banana
Which he cavalierly tosses into… Read More Center of gravity lies somewhere between my head and the earth
Dragging my shoulders inexorably inward
Shoulders like an antediluvian bridge,
Twin spans of an… Read More In literature, explorers of bleak places at times paint words on a canvas so dark, that at first glance you view scattered bright embers only… Read More
Lynn White’s Poetry Collection~
Bio: Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and… Read More Third Birthday
Until I was three I had a pet rabbit.
For a long time
I took him everywhere with me.
He was made of felt
and stood upright
tall and thin
holding a bright orange carrot
in front
of his yellow chest.
I held him by his ears
which were dark green like his Read More I stood there
barely
naked
a naked tree in winter,
no leaves
no buds
no blossom
nothing
to relieve the bare branches
not even for Christmas
when so many trees gleamed and glittered
with berries
and baubles
sparkled with magic.
I stood there
barely
waiting for the magic.
I waited
and waited.
And then
I Read More Here I come
all of a flutter,
a flapping frenzy of feathers
determined to find a space
in the cooing crowd.
A space that fits me.
A space befitting
a bird of a feather.
And now I’m ready,
red legged and pigeon toed ready
to strut my stuff with the rest.
We’ll take those tasty Read More It used to be said
that a hard chair
straight backed
was best
for you.
Now though
they say
it’s ok
to lounge,
to slouch,
to curl up
in comfort
like a cat
at ease
in an easy chair.
But some chairs aren’t
easy
for lounging,
or for comfort
or for sitting up
straight.
They Read More It was paradise,
a perfect life in the sunshine
for the two of them.
Eating the luscious fruits,
drinking the succulent juices.
Wanting for nothing.
Nothing,
except,
perhaps,
to know the reason for it all.
To know
where they came from,
where they were going,
what point there was to it all.
To understand it Read More Wolf Sestina by Paweł Markiewicz
1.
I feel the paradise
I have seen it in your eyes
my good young wolf
the best under red sky in the morning
wolf-feelings come true in rainbows
or in shooting stars
2.
angelic – the shooting stars
as If the soul brightened your paradise
I like your Read More 
