NaPoWriMo day twenty five. Here is poem number twenty four, it’s called New Baby… Once they were a couple who stayed out late and drank in bars when the mood took them. Once they slept late and whiled away weekends pursuing hobbies that gave them pleasure enough. Now they are parents. Late nights areContinue reading “New Baby”
Author Archives: Hazel Ward
Hipster Cocktail
NaPoWriMo day twenty four. I’ve been away in London for a few days and didn’t get to post a poem yesterday so this is poem number twenty three and I am a day behind again. I will catch up over the weekend. In the meantime this poem is called Hipster Cocktail and was in factContinue reading “Hipster Cocktail”
The Picnic
NaPoWriMo day twenty two and poem number twenty two is called The Picnic. Today NaPoWriMo’s optional prompt was to write a pastoral poem so this is my modern take on one… The Picnic We laid out our picnic, grateful to have found a quiet spot on this pleasant day. The park though large and rambling wasContinue reading “The Picnic”
The Ghost of Cabbage Past
NaPoWriMo day twenty one and poem number twenty one is about those good old days when Olive Oil was something you used for earache and leafy greens were plentiful. It’s called The Ghost of Cabbage Past The house smelt of cabbage cooked and eaten long ago but in no hurry to leave. The ghost of cabbageContinue reading “The Ghost of Cabbage Past”
The Chiropodist
NaPoWriMo day twenty and poem number twenty is called The Chiropodist… We talk of Italian shirts and Chinese food as he takes a knife to my feet and deftly slices away the effects of the city’s pavements. Alien corns are shown no mercy, toe nail clippings fly in all directions and my soles are buffedContinue reading “The Chiropodist”
Water Song
NaPoWriMo day nineteen and here’s poem number nineteen. It’s called Water Song I cried a river Seems a strange thing to say But when I left you tonight I cried a small pond. Your mind went on a journey some time ago But the rest of you refused to follow. Tonight it came back for aContinue reading “Water Song”
Ugh
NaPoWriMo day eighteen and here’s poem number eighteen. I enjoyed myself a bit too much last night and woke up this morning in a similar state. It’s called Ugh… Ugh Head hurts Can’t lift it off the pillow Someone asks “Cup of tea?” Can’t speak Overnight tongue doubled in size Just nod “Ugh” Did theContinue reading “Ugh”
You Got Me
NaPoWriMo day eighteen. I had a night off last night to go chuffing and boozing with friends so this is poem number seventeen. It’s called You Got Me. This one has been written with Ghost Poet’s, Off Peak Dreams ear worming me all day, I can’t get it out of my head today. It’s calledContinue reading “You Got Me”
Mervyn Clutton the Bellybutton Glutton
NaPoWriMo day sixteen. Poem number sixteen is inspired indirectly by a young man called Harrison Baugh who likes to write about underworld creatures. It’s called Mervyn Clutton the Bellybutton Glutton Hello, my name is Mervyn Clutton. I live inside your bellybutton. I like to nestle in the fluff and wallow in the icky stuff thatContinue reading “Mervyn Clutton the Bellybutton Glutton”
Elegy for Dying Love
NaPoWriMo day fifteen. Poem number fifteen was inspired by a line I heard recently in a TV drama which I thought was such a sad line that I had to steal it for the first & part of the second line of this poem. The poem is called Elegy for a Dying Love… I amContinue reading “Elegy for Dying Love”
Hazel Ward 