poems – Page 3 – Derec Jones

This just happened

A big black fly fell dead from the sky. It hit me in the eye. This isn’t a lie. *****…

There seems to be nothing there, but there are the uncountable billions of past experiences in this or other lives.…

Impact Delivery Reception That’s how it comes That’s how it goes As if from a parallel world where: You are…

radical writers gather at the dylan thomas centre on wednesday night in early march during st david’s week also known…

(i) As the planets roll I am caught in a bubble on the sub-atomic motorway Trundling at the speed of…

They say that art is sweat and tears You have to work at it for years You have to burn…

Saturday-Bloody-Morning Christmas coming fast Should have been here Tuesday Wednesday, Thursday night perhaps The world has got a problem Only…

Other People People Other People can appear strange They have different habits and they smell differently. For instance: they live…

it goes like this whooooosh Sometimes it goes like this piiiiiing or pinnnnng you understand me don’t you? there are…

eerertertertertertertertert drg dfg dfg dfg df d gd monkeys typing rubbish on a computer using a program called a word…