Mpr·May 8YouYou, to me, were hands plunged into pockets and finding money but, actually, it just stray paper that has a strange texture, as it is…
Mpr·Apr 24The Man of My Dreamsthe man of my dreams is just a shade taller than I, with thicker hair whose colour is that of my youth and despite being the taller of us…
Ash Blue·Apr 2What 30 Daily Poems Taught MeWriting 30 poems in 30 days (often called a “poem-a-day” challenge) teaches a lot more than just how to write poetry. It’s less about…
Mpr·Dec 22, 2025BeginningsIn their enclosed quarantine zone Adam and Eve saw no need for poetry an art form that could not hope to rival any of the sounds within…
Mpr·Dec 17, 2025HeavenHere and now, lines of sadness etched into the loom of the sky as days end and night veils itself across our world each and every one of…
Mpr·Dec 14, 2025Fighting the Good Fight with Apricotswaggishly dashing prancing with a rucksack yaboo glough driens all under a seedy Christmas tree needles falling all over sweet baby Jebus’s…A response icon1A response icon1
Mpr·Sep 2, 2025RagnarokAll worlds die with a word in all beginnings one word leads - despite any windings, upheavals - without fail, to all conclusions, the end
Mpr·Aug 22, 2025HIn the beginning was the word and that word started a reactionary chain took upon itself a gravity, a mass a shape, and a willingness to…
Mpr·Jul 15, 2025SummerWalking through Toronto neighbourhoods all you see are closed doors it is like a city on top of a drain and little by little the talent…
Mpr·Jun 25, 2025Morning Poemshad that dream again, where I forget my dreams arose a bit early than usual today if there is a sense of purpose to the day it has yet to…
