Author Archives: Room7

Young girls on fat ponies That swish their tails against flies Red rosette ready They are hungry to win

“I have heard of your paintings too, well enough. God has given you one face and you make yourselves another” Well Mr Shakespeare I disagree Firstly is there really a god? And if so would he really be bothered what … Continue reading →

The woman is supposed to be here to arbitrate But her opening sentence seems unnecessarily antagonistic I am dressed down with hair dyed red, piled on my head I’m wearing something with some stain, unnoticed until too late to change … Continue reading →

You find words again Hiccuping silence is over You stumble towards sound And find somewhere Syllables that escaped you You link silence to sadness Seek to fill empty space You whisper your words Haunt a room made of rumours With … Continue reading →

Your restless excesses  Make him fret You present A possible solution He is not impressed #micropoetry

Four letters One word A girl’s name #micropoetry

I am caught Between two worlds In one I know the name of the roads But not how to exit In the other I speak the language But know no names

First, they sculpt hillsides from heaps Shape my landscape Add dimensions and distance And time passes Then, they form pathways Fire roads and footpaths That form borders and order As time passes Gravel pits fill from rainfall Creatures find home … Continue reading →

You bring me unmatched buttons In a box From under the stairs Stones, from a far away beach A mouse’s nest for the hedgehog box A collection of things Broken ornaments that need to be mended Cold hearts, which you … Continue reading →

Everything was covered in dust. When we returned To a heat hazy, lazy summer. And found out how far we could go.