Trigger Warning: Rape/Non-con Once upon a time A place under the rule of the crown A new doctor was coming to practice in a small town The town was cute The doctor handsome to boot And ever so gorgeously dressed And he was excited To be invited To treat the sick and ailing Then the…
Category: Poetry
Poetry: Coffee Orders Given
Tropical leaves and Dappled sunshine in the morning The exact same coffee orders Given without hesitation Extra crumpets with honeycomb You didn’t need to buy them Or anything, really But you did, because you were being rather lovely Whispers of change on the other side of the equinox A shark tooth necklace rated 10/10 over…
Poetry: Flower Bushes Tumbling Over A White Picket Fence
Love in the air, Hunter It’s what you need Sunshine and sweet iced lemonade A dog barking to play catch with And flower bushes tumbling over a white picket fence The sound of seagulls and lorikeets on a sunny afternoon A wife, in a frilled apron A red truck parked in the driveway Sleeping at…
Poetry: Overflowing With Smiles
Knife Ears, you’re a sweetheart You make great custard And your hair floats like a halo But you’re slightly spicy Throwing charm wildly Like chai and ice cream Licks on wood spoons Tom Holland is bright Did we have our first fight? It’s passionate, it’s saucy We’ll have a good story About how you came…
Poetry: Get Saved Anyway
Hunter Stop it Stop it right now Don’t have that beer Don’t smoke that cigarette You have to be there for Viking You have to be there for your mum They need you more than they know They need you a lot more than I did I needed you a lot too, but in exchange…
Poetry: Sherlock Fair
It’s a breakdown, rakedown of London crime Cameras flashing buttons mashing overtime Londoners shuffling in a zombie apocalypse On the way in, breathe it in, feel it swell in like Ice crystals over a sociopathic heart Her grin sparkles in the dark The game is at hand? No wait it’s afoot Stumbling out of the…
Poetry: By and By the Norns
Cape flowing but hollow of heart It’s heroes like you who touch my art Protagonist, agonist, cruel for the hell of it That’s how it feels to drop pride and sit On a throne, golden comb Through waves of ebony hair Touseled by hands theiving grand Breathe it in, deep in sin His reigning in…
Poetry: Rush of Feelings
The thing about love Is that it comes with a shudder Spilling into our lives and hearts In a not-entirely-unexpected But still slightly messy way It’s always slightly awkward That first rush of feelings It might have been so that it was fantastic And that it was the tension that made it good Sunshine glinting…
Poetry: Pillage The World
Dear Viking You don’t understand, I don’t think Why I left and I couldn’t stay I’ll try my best to explain But it is exasperating, as I exasperated you I think I’m no girly-girl I’m no tomboy I’m not your brother And I am owned by no man I was more mature than you And…
Word To The Wise: Silmarillion
The lovely thing about having read the Silmarillion (Have you read it?) (Ah yes I thought not) (It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you) (Or anyone really) (Okay so) (No one understands the Silmarillion) (Tolkein himself admitted it was meant to be inconsistent and make no logical sense) (Because it’s mythology whereas The…
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