I away

I’m going to lift myself up float myself a river a raft I am going to be a vessel for my thought hardly I contain it float myself away and down stream get on board I’m lifting off now get on board floating! floating! away down the stream © Frank Prem, 2017 December 2017 Poem …

approximately perfect

the whale is doing circles in the corner of the lounge where the plankton swirl a frenzy displaces my mother from her photograph and the swallow tails out through a window I forgot to close is there any more coffee left pass two hens over would you like to dunk one too it’s late I …

quickly: a taper

Poem #107 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction the world goes quickly by a switch has replaced the taper and the light of suns in LED reveals almost everything even neon has come and gone just a gas once more …

A Poem a Day review (Part 3) – April 2017 – June 2017

Part three of the review of the Poem a Day series and we're heading towards the middle of the year. In this installment, April, May and June 2017, with 3 pieces from each month highlighted. Please do feel welcome to revisit some of these poems. I've found it a pleasure to look back. April 2017. …

sacrifice

this butterfly died this butterfly gave this butterfly feeds my seed © Frank Prem, 2017 December 2017 Poem #37 I away

A Full Confession

they came in large numbers explorers and foragers searchers for shelter and sustenance dead all dead sprawled and contorted and dead two days later a lone investigator is looking picking over the debris prodding at the bodies forensically sifting the air for a cause and a perpetrator I am ready to confess I will reveal …

nocturne

it spreads like a sigh out of the silence of the night only a dog yipping yapping only the shadows stirring and the murmur rolling down from the height of the hill the car ploughing darkness is a ghost of after-light driving the wind before it shepherding this nocturne somewhere deeper © Frank Prem, 2017 …

A Poem a Day review (Part 2) – January 2017 – March 2017

Continuing this little proclivity of mine (ho, ho) to review of the Poem a Day series which ended up spanning 16 months and around 500 poems. In this installment, a stroll through the first quarter of 2017 - January, February, March, with 3 pieces from each month highlighted. Please do feel welcome to revisit some …

maxi

maxi I am fast more fleet than wind I catch the darkness blue waves behind me ~

in repose

Poem #106 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction the mirror in repose faced a room filled with slumber nothing came and passed without notice dust danced devils motivated by the sun nothin.. what is this who is this a man …