The Revelation Of A Nightmare Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

In my dream I screamed, I could not hear the sound
as there, in the boot of the car,
was revealed

Vintage Years Copyright © Richard J Whiting 2011

Barley tops blush,
Thinned by drought.
A cruel winter mocked

Corpus Domini 2000 Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

We walked with Jesus through the streets of Sorrento
he came to us in the bread and the wine
while the sky was blue and incense wafted heavenwards

The Common Stream Copyright © Rob Lock 2011

It was the comma that gave the master away,
that and the post-script ‛for distanceʼ.
Had he left it at ‛Caned

Hawkers Copyright © Richard J Whiting

The stalls are up;
A camp site of commerce;
Their palette-box tarpaulins

Truce Copyright © Sally Gardner 2011

I never really liked the smell of you
when youʼd smoked a cigarette,
it seemed incongruous blended with

I Wear Lipstick So People Can Hear My Poems Copyright © Kaaren Whitney 2010

define the outline in deep red with vain hope
of enunciating each syllabic phrase
with a flawless precision that will enhance

His Own Man Copyright © Colin Whyles 2011

He is his own man

His mother planted his feet on the ground
His father placed his head in the clouds

Visiting Copyright © Jen Overett 2011

I did not think it would be like this -
this quiet, textured slowing of your lives,
past meals, eggs, ham, "a nice bit of fish"