Saturday, March 26, 2011

Experiment

Alien eyes watch
our petri dish world as we
slowly self destruct.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

New Theme

New theme for the week: Outer space

(she said be random, so random it is)

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Cocoon










Imagine what might
be birthed from rocky womb. Have
read too much sci-fi.


Concretions at Moeraki, New Zealand.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

After Shock

While you drown in fear
I worry Ruamoko
will shake us apart.



* Ruamoko - Maori God of earthquakes.

Friday, March 4, 2011

State of Emergency

My feminist self
hates me for wishing you were
the strong and brave one.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Ready to Explode

I dreamt I made a
big pile of atomic bombs
tied in red ribbon.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Sorry

What is sorry worth?
The wound barely heals before
he scrapes it again.

Monday, February 28, 2011

Friday, February 25, 2011

Plying my craft

My fantasies are
multicoloured. Brilliant hues
brighten these grey days.

Early this year

A line of ants treks
across the porcelain plain;
stark black against white.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

feeling lonely

My words tremble in
the silence, no echos bounce
back from your far shore.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

for Gabe

I want to knit a
blanket of friendship; anchor
you and keep you safe.

Clean Living

Toujours, est-ce que le
choix entre un vie propre
ou mon propre vie?

Monday, February 21, 2011

Hard Labour

From the monthly gush
To the rarer natal flush;
My womb has worked me

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Was it Dirty?

Cleaning the toilet
would be a unisex task
if men could see shit.

New Tricks - doing the continental

The red thread slips through
hands once sure; fingers become
fumbling and naive.

I Had A Dream

Once upon a time there was a woman whose work was never done. Despite being the type to roll up sleeves and get stuck in her load never seemed to lessen.

Eventually of course, her smile began to crisp; her swimmers shoulders sloped; her knees lost their elasticity and her step its bounce.

Trailing her pail of rancour she trudged; under the shadow of the ever increasing mountain of things not achieved yesterday, until lugged bucket could hold no more and The Woman Whose Work Was Never Done was swept away on a wave of odd socks and toothpaste spit singing... Finished...

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Self Defence for Knitters

The humble knitting needle is a useful deterrent in situations ranging from wandering hands to assassination attempts. While metal needles are effective in most situations some opponents pose particular challenges.

Ensure your needles are steel and not aluminium when combating fae, whose only weakness is iron.

Since zombies require beheading, a circular needle, longer than 60 cm and with a strong cable will make an excellent garrote.

You will, of course, require wooden needles to dispatch a vampire. Use a straight needle of size exceeding 6mm.

At all costs avoid werewolves unless you are lucky enough to own silver needles.

New theme for the week

Des Ouvrages Feminins - put simply; Women's Work

Asylum Avoidance

Conducted, armlocked
as fork sweetly sinks, brain storm
earthed, floods, leaving light

Friday, February 18, 2011

Night Life

In the night garden
the owls hold their parliament;
invading my dreams.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Papaver

A fragile dancer
with skirt of blood red pleated
silk and black, black heart.

Marquis the Gardener

Metre by Meter
I bring her to her knees all
the better to sow

It Starts

La theme pour Jeudi et Vendredi (17 et 18 Fevrier 2010) est Jardins.