family – Poetry for Dullards

Tuesday night Mcflurry

‘Number 36’ came the adolescent server’s flat, drawn out call Though it could have been any other number It was a Tuesday It wouldn’t be any other night of the week It was just past eight. It was always just past eight when the call would emit some teenage employee’s lips, heralding John’s visit. 19Continue reading “Tuesday night Mcflurry”

Completely out of character

‘Completely out of character‘ were the words On the report which hastened its way To her unsuspecting parents That carmine afternoon when she strode up to Jimmy Randell Curling her fingers into the compacted ball of a fist Which doubled in size With each determined step Across the unsuspecting playground Until she stood snarling beforeContinue reading “Completely out of character”

138

I wrote this a while ago but it is one of my favourites. It brings people back to me who I miss very much. 138 Tucked away in an unassuming corner,The last entrance on the rightPast the cupboard where the bogey man livesThe westerly door stands invitinglyI ring the bell and wait for its woodenContinue reading “138”