May 2018 – Catty Koala

Island

By Denise Carruthers / 31st May, 2018

Fey feelings, tendrils of memory, twitches in time. An island risen from the ocean. Wherefore no life, no mountain & no tree. They summoned her & in the echoes of…

The falcon’s pause

By Denise Carruthers / 29th May, 2018

The falcon’s pause Like the breath of a feather Swallows in the spring

who’s hungry

By Denise Carruthers / 24th May, 2018

Spider fascinate the fly. Lionchu fish. I don’t know why.

Love you to bits

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd May, 2018

The spaces between us No walls without flaws Only adore

Death sucks

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd May, 2018

He hands me his bone, “gnaw on this or gimme a cigarette” My friend barely gasping air Croaks like a skeleton, “Me butt’s in the umbra” He Leans on me.…

Gathering mourn

By Denise Carruthers / 17th May, 2018

Early eerie fog Gathering pace tic tic Still life painted far from sleep Dark without How quiet sounds interminable Metronome of murmured silence tic tic Grief is her companion, Ghosts…

Melancholy nights

By Denise Carruthers / 14th May, 2018

Please, don’t let it be an eerie place. Let bluebells ring unto the night Close the snows of winter past Perhaps, the silver moon will beam across the lake to…

Fever

By Denise Carruthers / 11th May, 2018

Night comes seeking cold, Lays over me, taking my breath. I wake in the River and my dreams have drowned.

I am a riddle

By Denise Carruthers / 11th May, 2018

I am the jangled nerves of waiting. A dispassionate white room cold. I am an ever present fear and a much dreaded departure. The loudest wailing prayers and sobs, a…

The lottery

By Denise Carruthers / 10th May, 2018

I’m walking the road – And a hint of something halted me, a step away from a great uncovered hole….then, whoosh green whirling smoke, six foot of ebony draped in…

writing woes

By Denise Carruthers / 9th May, 2018

I’m walking down that road, the rocky one, sure that I will fall and afraid that I was never on the road at all. But merely, a bystander a refugee…

Recipe for sex

By Denise Carruthers / 6th May, 2018

Recipe for sex yes yes yes beaten pounded keep it in the kitchen unbound apron strings make it on the table take it up a notch whip appeal stirring slowly…

Black Cat

By Denise Carruthers / 4th May, 2018

#UnspokenFears Mad indeed would I be to expect belief and yet you see me here before you bound by such insanity. Pussy lives below but cries at the door. To…

broken highway

By Denise Carruthers / 3rd May, 2018

Still & breathless against the tree. By the shiver of the leaves she knew. Dark had followed. Her sighs send silent prayer. For yellow bird who sang the sun. Who…

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