Tag: #poetry

• #061: Mother through play

  

  Draw the curtains Draw your mother Mother the plants Mother each other Other is laughing Other is living Living in New York, Paris, Belfast Living anywhere but the past Past go, now I can collect my cash Past 4pm, feel like the day is done Done and dusted Done is better than perfect? Perfect prefects…

  leona allen

  July 6, 2021

  #100repchallenge, poetry

  #100repchallenge, #blitzpoem, #campnanowrimo, #form, #growingup, #mother, #newform, #play, #poetry, #survival

• #060: Cat-mates, circa 2017

  

  My house cats They go rat a tat tat Either sleeping on the sofa Or fighting with the doormat . Bringing rowdy friends home From they streets they did roam “More food” they roar “more food” Cat-whispering their groans . They stay up for Project Runway Side-eye slide out when it’s Scandal One measley box…

  leona allen

  July 5, 2021

  #100repchallenge, poetry

  #100repchallenge, #2017, #campnanowrimo, #catpoems, #cats, #catsitting, #nightin, #poetry, #projectrunway, #quatrains, #scandal

• #059: 4th July

  we glided across those globe-wide american roads from JFK to Londium accent switch with brand new idioms from Cinnamon Toast Crunch to Weetabix from salt-butter popcorn to cinema sweet fix unlunchable rice puddin citrine custard with the skin in boxy cars and grey linen rounders games and “beef” brimmin culture shock, new g-shock watch Atomic…

  leona allen

  July 4, 2021

  #100repchallenge, poetry

  #100repchallenge, #campnanowrimo, #couplets, #fourthofjuly, #poetry, #rhymingcouplets

• #058: 11:59pm

  there’s a blank sheet waiting on the desk once fresh veg spoiling in the fridge a mind manufacturing the great and grotesque a troll waiting underneath a bridge

  leona allen

  July 3, 2021

  #100repchallenge, poetry

  #100repchallenge, #campnanowrimo, #poetry, #procrastination

• #057: Sulking Room Pink

  with all the angst of an autumn’s eve with skin as sensitive as those changing trees with wistful walls of a well known room with as much function as a well-loved broom with all the queries her heart could contain these walls held witness without shame or blame.

  leona allen

  July 2, 2021

  #100repchallenge, poetry

  #100repchallenge, #campnanowrimo, #couplets, #poetry, #retreat, #saferoom