Fragments

I don't think of these as being complete poems. Most of them are tiny pieces, a few words, 1–2 lines, often a single poetic expression without the counterpoint or complexity that makes it a full poem.

Poems

2026-03-19
```
fresh patina,
lemon green
```

2026-03-18

The last red berries of winter withered on the branch, and spring was born again

2026-02-07
```
More river than road
The banks overflowed
```
I couldn't really find anything to do with this yet, but with the meter it could go in a limerick maybe.
2026-01-30
```
bottle forest
menagerie of haunts
```
Just some random description. I tried “menagerie of spirits” and “of spores”, but the f–sp transition felt a little clunky compared to how fast “menagerie” goes by.

2026-01-27

the mourners vanish
inside the pigsnout porch

2026-01-06
```
fence post gothic
```
This one's actually about a decade old, from an old note on my phone.

2026-01-06

at the kebab trailer,
a different woman
berates a different man for his infidelities

This one's actually about a decade old, from an old note on my phone.

2026-01-06
```
angels and saints
with sodium haloes
walk on into the moor mist
```
This one's actually about a decade old, from an old note on my phone.
2026-01-06
```
a thin man stepped out
from behind the lamppost
```
This one's actually about a decade old, from an old note on my phone.
2026-01-06
```
a choir of stovepipes
sing from under the utilities door
```
This one's actually about a decade old, from an old note on my phone.

2025-12-19

No faces at the windows—
no “Tickets, please!”—

2025-10-20
```
the tonsured tree
```
Saw a tree where all the leaves on top had died, leaving bare, dark branches. Interesting image, but nothing immediately came to mind for an actual poem.
2025-10-07
```
museum guard at the lifeboat crossing
```
2025-10-05
```
great nymphalion stalking birds
```
nymph + stymphalion.
2025-10-05
```
And swarm in solitude
```
I wanted to fit this into a Crapsey cinquain I wrote the same day, but couldn't get it to fit.

2025-09-30

a policeman
whose head is as big as his heart,
and fingers as few as his fears

Later (very) closely worked into a free-verse poem.

2025-09-16
```
electric incognito eyes
```
2025-09-10
```
a mud-track mind
```
2025-09-08
```
clocks
for backwards
time
```

2025-09-03

the cartography of drying rain on tarmac

2025-08-21
```
blue branches
of the family tree
```
2025-08-17
```
Black hands
White faces
```

2025-08-08

moonlight reveals clouds
drawn in invisible ink
on the anonymous sky

2025-07-13
```
the midnight caterpillar
```
2025-06-30
```
fenceholes and foxes
```
2025-06-06
```
members-only history books
```
2025-05-30
```
harvest the earth,
sow dust to the wind
```
2025-05-30
```
English hi
French goodbye
```

2025-05-28

no air,
just solid chitin ecosystem
all around

2025-05-16

trying to make sense of the machine using the metaphor of God
trying to make sense of God using the metaphor of the machine

2025-05-16
```
green blackberries
```
2025-05-11
```
the electronic rapist hive
who crush our lives between high-fives
```
I later used the general idea and a few words in an englyn-alike with a related subject.

2025-05-11

Seeing the gaudy hues
Of North Sea oil spills
And proposing the evil of the rainbow

I quickly used the core idea in an actual poem.

2025-04-27
```
a trampled fence
beside the screaming gate
```
I eventually wrote this into a haiku.
2025-04-18
```
broken fences mended bonds
```
Later used as more-or-less the first line of an epigram.

2025-04-15

streetlights flicker
in voiceless fatigue

2025-04-11

brown leaves in spring,
last year's trimmings

2025-04-10
```
by an abandoned car
a new tyre swing
```
2025-04-07
```
gaping root maw
chewing razor wire
```
2025-04-06
```
a blue butterfly
peels from the sky
```
2025-04-04
```
sweat marches
in rivers
```

2025-04-04

night gale shrieks;
inside, soft darkness purrs

Finalised(?) as a haiku.

2025-04-04
```
fly-tipping the summer
into a lightbox
```
2025-04-04
```
bumblebee
you're too curious
```
2020-04-07
```
While we're crying in December
We'll be singing come the Spring
```
Sort of a revolutionary song fragment from a while back.