The Girl Poem – Craig Scott

The Girl Poem - Craig Scott

I don’t EVER write poetry about girls, Because personally I think it’s a little desperate and feminine. I dislike the needy concept that you bear your soul in that fashion, You expect that it will be well received and you’ll be crowned some lust-worthy Romeo. But that poem could be circulated amongst ten women laughing. So I NEVER More...

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A Rant About Online Roleplaying Games - S. Sinclair Thomson
By Kady Reilly On Friday, November 29th, 2013
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A Rant About Online Roleplaying Games – S. Sinclair Thomson

So here I am, sitting here on this night, drunk, flying in my imagination, pissed as a fart, drifting on the net, searching for anything remotely resembling actual experience. World of Warcraft exhausted all my More...

Broomielaw - Bryan Owen
By Kady Reilly On Friday, October 25th, 2013
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Broomielaw – Bryan Owen

We walked along the Broomielaw, my love and I, her arm in mine and mine in hers, thinking on times past and long ago of ships and luggers and men uncouthy tobacco and fish unloading and coffee and tea - cargoes More...

Doldrums - Stephen Watt
By Kady Reilly On Friday, October 18th, 2013
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Doldrums – Stephen Watt

These microscopic, claustrophobic hours paint thixotropic flowers upon my bruised eyelids. Tuxedo shadows twirl and waltz, keeping step with an unseen piano which plays schmaltzy songs, pencilled for lovers’ More...

Ou est mon Coeur - Kady Reilly
By Kady Reilly On Friday, October 4th, 2013
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Où est mon Cœur? – Kady Reilly

Slip on your battered old shoes to dance away this pain. Feel the air around you as you glide across the floor. The music tells a story, a hopeful story of joy and romance. So different from the story in your heart More...

The Human Contradiction - Darren Carrigan
By Kady Reilly On Friday, September 27th, 2013
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The Human Contradiction – Darren Carrigan

He is a man I know. A man I have always known, who epitomises everything I am not. He is a man that we all know. His life has gone off track and he has made no attempts to fix it. A man who has had chances More...

Drowning in Prejudice - Craig Cunningham
By Kady Reilly On Saturday, September 21st, 2013
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Drowning in Prejudice – Craig Cunningham

His anorak, his bonnet; home sour home. Under a canopy of carriages, brimming with Suits his polystyrene palm grows weary of rebuff. The seagulls gloat, an elitist squawking chorus. By a creek of yellowing haddock More...

A Fine Twilight - Justine Mclatchie
By Kady Reilly On Friday, September 13th, 2013
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A Fine Twilight – Justine Mclatchie

Across the bank I can see the Kingdom’s outline, a fading shadow in the veil of pastel blue, its graceful light reflects on the calm waters, shadows of the forest streaming where the waters sway, with the More...

Song of The Freaks - S. Sinclair Thomson
By Kady Reilly On Friday, September 6th, 2013
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Song of The Freaks – S. Sinclair Thomson

So, I’m standing there, trying not to stare at her too much, trying not to drink so much that I would no longer be standing there, but staggering up and down the bar looking for the cooker, when I’m surprised More...

The Wasting Sickness - Victoria Hamilton
By Kady Reilly On Friday, August 30th, 2013
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The Wasting Sickness – Victoria Hamilton

  You thread and dust My neglected guitar, Slow and gentle. As sunlight floods the room, Firing up eyes And lighting laughter lines, I see bare skin. Later, We lie chests pressed, Your fingers brush my cheek. Your More...