Best Lino Poems

Continuation from previous poem

We reached the footer of a castle steep,
Seven times by walls encircled very tall,
Defended by a river hard to leap.

We overpassed it as hard ground at all;
Through seven doors I entered with these wise:
We reached a fresh green lawn nice to enthrall.

There...

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I remember living in one room dingy and dire 
with old lino on its rotting wooden floor. 
I remember crystallised spit dangling from guard at the fire; 
as mother cleaned, he'd only honk the more.  

I recall how we went hungry, waiting for the...

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(Sundays)


Each street sounded of
Lawn mowers, laughter, bicycles and bells
The odd car being revved up
And oh my! The heavenly smells
Each towns aroma was roast beef
Gravy and yorkie puds

When hungry tummies with baited breaths
Sneaked to the shops for sweets and other forbidden goods
Latch dogs roamed free in...

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Reducing sauces is a clever act that is not predetermined

Swimming in tepid waters often relieves tensions but a moose with a migraine prefers an ice cold bath. Bathing rituals signify statuses and this is referred to 'Tatankinatta' in the elusive world. Exclusively it is the...

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I remember the smell of the polish
The hissing of steam from the pots
The songs on the radio playing
And my nose dripping with snot

Mum would grab me and wipe it
With a dexterity practised before
Leaving my nose like a beacon
Me screeching as I went out the door...

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Nine times a fish tail is spun from thin yarn?

Swimming in tepid waters often relieves tensions but a moose with a migraine prefers an ice cold bath. Bathing rituals signify statuses and this is referred to 'Tatankinatta' in the elusive world. Exclusively it is the...

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A sign saying “Mr Elaborate lives here”,
Covered the decrepit wooden door.
It was written in Gothic, on an old piece of black lino,
Ripped up from the floor.

He’d lived there all our lives in that crippled little house with 
Black windows, tall steps and grey walls.
Inside he...

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Inspired by Nocturne in e minor (opus 72, no 1) by Chopin

The sorrow of a harmony 
Never heard by it's intended 
The tears I shed cascade 
In torrents
I can't bring myself to look
Into the starless expanse
The blanket of night weighing heavy
I could lay there
With an...

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I reminisce I miss
winter mornings waking up;
ice on windows
inside;
creating patterns; 
ferns and trees
freshly etched works of art
on panes of glass.
The vapor of my breathing 
showing in the cold air.
Reaching out,
touching curtains;
the room so cold, so damp, 
that they were frozen;
like cardboard replicas of curtains.
A desperate...

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Despite my complaints there was some merit
In being sent away to my uncles farm
Summers of drudgery, begun with play
First night the pungent grass under the due
Excited me. A clean day to explore!
The cattle, oldest friends from last summer
Swank and Shep who still obeyed our commands!
Might...

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A sight that pricks the heart like a pin, deflating it
Happiness gushing out to leave a melancholy horror
Which lingers longer like the blood in the tube
They have wrenched into your tiny vein,
Crude and cruel-looking, too big
As is the white band hung loosely round your wrist.
How...

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Ben,our springer,brown & white
Was our teen-daughter's delight;
Bred by the famous Shand-Kydd
Causing us to part with fifty quid.

He soon grew,chewing lino & chairs
Forever racing up our stairs;
We'd no idea what he would become
This stress-filled harum-scarum.

A sporting dog,much too inbred
So to the vet,our footsteps led;
A day so...

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A flea in a bag is not akin to a farmers market on a window sill but wide angled mirrors breathe many a basket bomb into a woven template if a footstool. Perching by a bathroom crevasse one ponders the many insecurities of a passing...

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Carpet spoke. "It is only Tuesday and already I am covered in pieces and all that straw and occasional crisp. I have no mouth. I cannot possibly devour it. Where are my friends the hoovering Harriet and the Belinda broomstick? Where is Derek dustpan? I...

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Fido

I took Fido out for a walk
I knew that the neighbours would talk
His ears stood up proud
His breathing was loud
And his teeth were like big lumps of chalk

I bought Fido only last week
From a bloke I met down by the creek
Although he's quite massive
He’s ever...

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