Uncommon common sense (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The other day I listened to a man on the radio who made uncommon common sense, 'specially since it was ...
The other day I listened to a man on the radio who made uncommon common sense, 'specially since it was ...
We reflect this day on the essence of intimacy, from its origins in the spring-tide of youth to an afterward ...
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
Travelling on the thumb, it wasn't hard to do, you took the rides that you could get with no regrets ...
Marking time in pencil strokes across a virgin page and waiting for coincidence of heart-beat and second-hand, keying to the ...
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
The red berries wreak an awesome spell that some would dread; others, weak and soulless, must succumb, they treasure with ...
Tales in the beginning didn't begin in the telling, they would have started no doubt, but not without a concrete ...
How do we discover an antidote to each other, a faculty to commune in spiteful space? Our bleeding hearts and ...
Seven tailored suits, matching shoes and socks, a brace of muted ties with subtle breast pocket handkerchiefs descried, you wouldn't ...
You could see the signs which said that possums came at night and fed upon this tree, they left their ...
Clean your glory glasses, scrub the lenses clean and see the puissant morons stare; garbed in common guises far from ...
For months on end the pumpkins lay at peace, their parent vines had all but browned and died although a ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
Gnashing teeth, a grinding meet of molars crashing cuspid on cuspid and the fracture of a piece, of pressure not ...
For more than a billion years we've been nearly out of water; sincerely, a need repeatedly exposed in calamitous reports ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
Our lives were founded on this rock, this Jessie of Gibraltar Whose unfailing love endured beyond her ample nursing, And ...
You lift the lid in awe, a seat and lid upon an inside stall where you can go, quite unlike ...
It seldom snowed in Camp they said, on the mountains, yes, and in the Styx, aka zone six. That's where ...
The cliff sprang from the sea at end of Hostel Beach, if the tide was out you'd reach a tiny ...
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
Every time I laugh aloud, who springs to mind but Johnnie Howard? Cathartic laughter eases stress which Johnnie causes in ...
For a small child crossing the pen alone was a courageous feat, occasionally, with a maniacal bleat, the wether would ...
I said goodbye and went to bed to die; I never knew that they had lied - was quite surprised ...
Colours in lamplight are previews, scarcely eschewed as wave-length turbulence tuned to closeness and friendship. Colours in firelight are skin-warmed ...
Congratulations, you've succeeded, you've acknowledged 60% of you at least are the incredibly dense and mindless people needed to make ...
It rained throughout the night, a truly welcome sound that eases sleep although we barely slept - we were distressed ...
Steve is gone, I hardly can believe the man wont cry again, I cannot credit that his energy wont bloom ...
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