Poetry Rules

yesterday my Poetry Review arrived and reading through it i have realised i'll never be an in-vogue poet to be a voguish poet i must first stop using rhyme which it really seems is a cardinal crime or employ a well-worn rhythm that keeps readers trundling along that’s common as muck and boring like callow scuppernongs … Continue reading Poetry Rules

Profligate Pussy

You come to bed late, crawl under the sheets, You’re restlessly turning and kneading my feet, I can’t help but wonder just where you have been But I can’t ask you questions, or make a loud scene. I’m pliantly yielding as you climb onto me, You don’t ask for permission - you assume my body … Continue reading Profligate Pussy