Paula Radcliffe
ran for
so long,
her head
fell
off.
© Carl Burkitt 2014
Paula Radcliffe
ran for
so long,
her head
fell
off.
© Carl Burkitt 2014
“Here lies Richard,”
Her husband’s tombstone read.
“Just like every day he was alive.”
© Carl Burkitt 2014
As Tommy bent down on one knee, Lilly smiled; relieved she’d never have to tie her son’s laces again.
© Carl Burkitt 2014
John-Paul’s watch broke
The second Mary dumped him;
The hands stuck
At constant disappointment.
© Carl Burkitt 2014
Eat your chocolate
Eat your eggs
Eggs for me
Eggs for you
You go home
You be sick
Sick of me
Sick of this
This won’t stop
This can’t end
End of us
End of me
Me and mine
Me and them
Them and I
Them and those
Those were mine
Those were free
Free of me
Free of hate
Hate the silence
Hate the sun
Sun and sea
Sun and sex
Sex is hard
Sex is soft
Soft and squishy
Soft and gentle
Gentle to each other
Gentle to another
Another man
Another lover
Lover of the sun
Lover of the silence
Silence is broken
Silence is spoken
Spoken amongst others
Spoken by mothers
Mothers lead the way
Mothers lay the foundations
Foundations of life
Foundations of future
Future feelings
Future problems
Problems with you
Problems with me
Me and my eggs
Me and myself
Myself
Eggs
© Carl Burkitt 2014
It was in Year Nine
That Clive Ulrich Neville Tate
First hated his name.
© Carl Burkitt 2014
The train would pull in
Bringing that endless smile;
Lasting memories.
© Carl Burkitt 2014
David Cameron stubbed his little toe on the coffee table.
Really hard.
“Ouch,” he said, under his breath,
before swearing at his wife and children.
© Carl Burkitt 2014
She tied my tie and straightened my jacket. She helped me into the car and got me to the church. She held my hand and encouraged my tears. She slowly lowered and dissolved into a memory.
© Carl Burkitt 2014
Gary and Geoff had a relentless
30 minute scrap outside the Tree and Leaf pub.
Once Gary over powered his foe
and put an end to the fight,
the pair gently caressed each other
and bummed until climax.
© Carl Burkitt 2014