Sunday, 13 June 2010

A Short Film...

What with all the paperwork I've to do this week, I just haven't had the space in my head to write anything new, so I've not completed either of the tasks set for the Poetry Bus over at Revolutionary Revelry. Not wanting to give it a miss completely, I have made a short film of a poem I wrote for the Bus a while ago. It goes:


fill me with helium
tie me down
take me for a ride
round dublin town

there, i'll tell you
in a squeaky voice
interesting things
about james joyce

And the film goes:

Saturday, 5 June 2010

The Gramersow

A quick one for the Poetry Bus this week, which is being driven by The Weaver of Grass. A poem about flora or fauna...


I hardly dare go out
for fear of killing
the gramersow.

Whenever I turn over a stone
she's there
and she starts running about
and I feel dreadful.

How would I like it
if someone lifted the lid
on me?