Well, what tail DOES it have?

Collaborative poem 2013 #2

Another collaborative poem!

Half of it’s Mr James Varney and half of it is me.
I do not think that either of us live very near the sea.

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Collaborative poem 2013 #1

Last year I did a poetry with my friend James Varney, the tremendous poet man of mrvarney.wordpress.com note. And it was tremendous fun. We got through quite a few of them. I guess our GREATEST HITS album composed of 2012 collaborative poems would have some funky numbers about space, wasps, dead birds, and fire.

This year it’s happening again. He wrote the first bit, then I wrote a bit, then he wrote a bit, then I wrote a bit and – ta-da – it’s a poem. We hope you like it. Well, I hope you like it. Maybe he hopes you fall off a cliff. I don’t know. I haven’t asked him.  Read the rest of this entry »

NaPoWriMo 27 ’13

Cherry trees on the moon

we brought the seeds 
a couple at a time
we dug up the silver virgin rock
we planted trees
it was unnatural
we imposed ourselves
it was arrogant
the air changed
the branches didn’t move
because there wasn’t any wind

NaPoWriMo 26 ’13


Silly chat up lines and silly formatting, heh. I know I’m some days behind. I’m getting to that. I know I haven’t posted anything terribly sensible in days. I’m getting to that.  Read the rest of this entry »

NaPoWriMo 25 ’13

Is this about the fall of capitalism? Is it about large ungulate mammals? I don’t even know man. Read the rest of this entry »

NaPoWriMo 24 ’13

Ha, this is more of a diary entry. I went to Manchester for an excellent spoken word night called Bad Language. Look it up! MAGNIFICENT. Loads of readers, splendid quality of writing, really well organised (efficient but chill), great venue, beautiful city. I’M GUSHING. This is basically what I scrawled into my journal on the train on the way home about my walk back to the station at the end of the night. I was totally pumped. Think that comes across. Haha. Read the rest of this entry »

NaPoWriMo 23 ’13

Lazy list poem! Lazy Lenni. In my defence, it’s 10 in the morning and I’m wearing a blazer. Seems like in the grand scheme of things I’ve got myself pretty much sorted.  Read the rest of this entry »

NaPoWriMo 22 ’13

I just read And death shall have no dominion and got swept up in an alarming apocalyptic wave, also this rather horrifyingly beautiful poem, and I felt like doing something a bit doom-laden, you know? I’m sure you get that feeling now and again. It’s the same one that makes you stare very heavily  at nothing without blinking while thinking very DEEPLY about an incoherent whirling mass of dread and angst! But it feels sort of good at the same time, just to dwell on for a minute or two. Read the rest of this entry »

NaPoWriMo 21 ’13

“Ignorance is bliss.” I wonder what it would be like to forget everything, just very briefly, to see what it’s like. I wonder what it would be like to forget about everything and run off into the wilderness.

I wonder when the last time I even saw a haystack was. I wonder if they still “do” them. How do we store grass and make it into hay? I bet they do it in a machine now.  Read the rest of this entry »

NaPoWriMo 20 ’13

I have an ill-founded mistrust of people in high ranking lucrative mysterious powerful occupations. Today I am lazy and I wrote a list poem. Read the rest of this entry »


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