breathing air and truth

stirring the wine not quite the same as breathing but air is air is air however you receive it and did you know the colour of clarity is red did you know that white includes deceptions in the crimson resides the truth despite my slightly inappropriate exposure   © Frank Prem, 2017 June 2017 Poem … Continue reading breathing air and truth

the inevitability of bow wows

Poem #11 from: Memoir of a Dog Back to Memoir of a Dog - Introduction somehow it has become woman’s work every few weeks the dog needs to be washed and dried the tangled mat of his wool combed and brushed he is tolerant of the brushing but most unhappy about bath-time when released from … Continue reading the inevitability of bow wows

five bird poems (Benalla)

highway (crows) crows shone on the shoulder of the highway striding business like from carrion to carrion ruffs alert to the tender kiss of a passing breeze black feet black beak black feathers the black crows shone on the shoulder of the highway ~ evaluation of a swimmer the line of the wake is a … Continue reading five bird poems (Benalla)

getting a grip: a man should stay a man

Poem #10 from: Memoir of a Dog Back to Memoir of a Dog - Introduction this is a difficult matter I don’t even want to think about it have put it off three times already but each year there is a new confrontation and I know why they do it it’s well known that there’s … Continue reading getting a grip: a man should stay a man