Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog.

• Bedtime Story. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (42 days old)

  Bedtime story. Once upon a time there was a genetic code and the genetic code was made of many tiny messages and each message was made of even tinier words. And every story the genetic code… more

• Father's Day. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (60 days old)

  Father's Day. I will remember the sun in your thinning hair and the way we danced on a Sunday morning with my feet on yours and laughed at Round the Horne knowing we were the only ones in the … more

• A Poem for #OneBillionRising - LOVE DOES NOT HURT. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (99 days old)

  LOVE DOES NOT HURT I don't believe love hurts although it comes with pain wrapped round so tight you might mistake the one for the other. No, they are distinct, unattached and if you work to … more

• The Journalists Lament. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (133 days old)

  The Journalists Lament. How do you feel? How do you feel? Tell us your thoughts the public hungers let us run our fingers through your life tear you up to find the heart show the pictures on … more

• A poetic rebuttal to Philip Larkin. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (197 days old)

  Philip Larkin - This Be The Verse They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they … more

• See how far we’ve come! From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (210 days old)

  See how far we’ve come! Women carry placards with words in red, Malala keeps on fighting from her hospital bed, Demanding respect with heads held high. See how far we’ve come! Little girls … more

• Freeze frames. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (218 days old)

  Freeze frames. It is a gloriously sunny day, the air hangs lightly with a hint of freshness, still, warm, enfolding but not enclosing. I gaze out over the hillside to watch the goats pick their wa… more

• This is how I spell Poetry - my poem for National Poetry Day. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (232 days old)

  This is how I spell Poetry. By the red of holly berries brought forth by thorns By the sacrifices spilled onto cool green earth By the energies released when love is shared By the darkness… more

• Rub out and start again. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (253 days old)

  Rub out and start again. “You did what now? How many people? You are kidding me right? Stop there for a moment while I take this in. This is going to need some time for me to digest.” The sh… more

• Tender memories. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (255 days old)

  Tender memories. This is a tough one how to explain a life with someone who never remembers? Or more accurately sometimes does but in fits and starts and how that constantly breaks my heart. … more

• Wisdom. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (307 days old)

  Wisdom. While we are here, if we open our eyes, our hearts, our ears, then we will know why we are here. While we live, if we open our arms, our minds, our homes, we will receive all t… more

• Ian Tomlinson - Selling Newspapers. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (309 days old)

  Selling newspapers. Every day he went to work selling newspapers. At the stand all day long earning his rent and living. It's not very exciting work selling newspapers. Good a way as an… more

• A poem for Father's day about my husband. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (342 days old)

  Wasp. Your dark silhouette training a hose trickling against the flames just enough to make you stay. Memories piling fuel on fear. I thought, He's going to die examined that idea as if … more

• Warm memories of a carthen. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (345 days old)

  Warm memories of a carthen. Small child, big ideas medium sized Welsh village, deep valley near the sea. King sized bedspread berry shades in the spare room where I went after nightmares… more

• A love story. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (395 days old)

  A love story. Throw them out - get rid of them. But every day it is impossible, the textile reminders of a life force so powerful he still fills the house as well as the wardrobes. Slidin… more

• A Glimpse of the future - The Once and Future Librarian. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (401 days old)

  The Once and Future Librarian. People come to listen to the sound. It's a bucket list type of thing. Everyone should visit The Library at least once in a lifetime. I remember once the queue wa… more

• A mixed up poem - It's in the mix. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (403 days old)

  It’s in the mix. The maiden, the whore the wise old hag all mixed together to create this bag of contradictions truths and fictions part of silk, part oily rag. And in amongst the feminine… more

• Endings. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (404 days old)

  Endings. There is no moment I can find unravelling the tangle following the threads digging through the dirt and mess and bleeding. No point where I could have seen the harm seen the fail… more

• Little victories - a poem about communication. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (418 days old)

  Written for the Poetry a day challenge on Writer's digest Poetic Asides blog day one the prompt is: For today’s prompt, write a communication poem. Little victories. There was a time I wondered … more

• To Whom It May Concern - an open letter to the Powers That Be. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (451 days old)

  To Whom It May Concern. Dear God (or whoever or whatever is in charge if anyone or anything is), please give me a break and let the bad stuff stop for a little while so I can catch my breath and buil… more

• Skeletons and cupboards. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (453 days old)

  Skeletons and cupboards. I put myself away when words become too hard to find and I think of you... there is no way I can know you but your loss seeps deeper than it should my tears are no… more

• NACK From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (484 days old)

  NACK Messages airborne buzzing interference chattering muttering phonemes spluttering template sliding meanings hiding senses gliding warm draught thermals epidermals shivering shaking ner… more

• The nature of things. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (501 days old)

  The nature of things. I am screaming into emptiness and my doppler doppleganger envelopes, engulfs, encapsulates expands to fill the space it's in until there is no more room and I disappear.… more

• Viking Funeral. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (502 days old)

  Viking Funeral. Lay him down dress him fine, weave flowers in his beard; for he is loved, he is mine, paid for with my tears. Battles over, Warrior King respected by his peers; hold his … more

• Intelligence. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (514 days old)

  Intelligence. What has passed is wiped away, a wish repeated often enough to make reality of lies. For what has passed remains embedded in the now, flavouring scents and subtleties changing a… more

• 5 a.m. and all's well. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (527 days old)

  5 a.m. and all's well. The day has not begun yet. Sitting in the darkness listening to them breathing as they sleep. They are so peaceful lines erased cares forgotten pain escaped. The day … more

• Alive From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (527 days old)

  Alive It hurts breath pains eyes sting mouth dry head aches heart cries silently, Bring it on I will take it I always have. Michele Brenton 13 dec 2011 … more

• Useless female. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (540 days old)

  Useless female. I spoke up. So now I must be squashed deep into the ground my nose smelling the appropriate stink of dirt and dust and all the leavings life has dropped and here I belong drib… more

• You might just get what you deserve. From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (542 days old)

  You might just get what you deserve. Stop all joy, the unexpected. Crush the unknown lest it flourish colour life in muted tones. God forbid imagination. Should a child exhibit genius ma… more

• School's Out Forever!! From banana ^Pro in Michele Brenton's Poetry Blog. (542 days old)

  School's Out Forever!! I will grow my nails until they are long and strong and drag them down the black board until the sound fills the world and everyone hears it drowning out the excuses the… more

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