Bucket of confessions

Bucket confessions.

#bucketofwords

We the gnashing bucket fans,
Tattooed on my ass,
We have to agree to disagree.

On the go to the empty gravestones,
Encased in the fog of memories’
A treat for yourself, strange yes,
Only you, in three simple ways.

 Our own bigoted and oppressive mindset,
Ignorance showing, blue hazed and filthy
Deep end darkness falls across the land,
Doing the disgustingly wicked.

Shocking, I was an awkward youth,
Failing at every hurdle,
Apologies not accepted 

Screaming this is nuts,
As I walk away on aching knees,
Down the avenue of memory.

©July 2026.

one of the many things I do is poetry workshops at local art fairs.

Where me and two others get visitors to our little poetry corner to write poems.

the we have a bright orange bucket, the bucket of words.

Which contains slithers of paper from many sources.

Magazines, pamphlets, song lyrics, printed poems including some of mine and many others.

our visitors get to rearrange these cut out words and phrases to create their poems.

I did pinch the idea from David Bowie. can anyone spot the lyric from Michael Jacksons Thriller?

dip in
see what you get

care free

Q. 252 – Quadrilling without a care in the world  
as care free and free
slow jibber
jabber
Care free.
#dversepoetrypub,  #slowlane,

The care free life,
Join The Jibber jabber free,
The snail way home,
Free way of living.

Free living your way,
City jibber jabber gone,
Care free and happy.

Carrying your home wherever,
You go whenever, Always Free.


Slow, steady, ready,
Peace, quiet found.

© 27/07/2026 rog leach

Glad to be back to #dversepoetrypub writing quadrilles again .

Bucket full of Words.

#bucketofwords, cutandpastepoetry.

In recent years I have been attending #sunnysideartfair with my bucket of words. The art fair is a local event supporting a local charity, Sunnyside rural trust, which helps adults with learning difficulties get on in life, at these fairs I host the poetry corner, where the bucket of words is employed to get visitors to write poems using David Bowies lyric cut and paste writing method. words from many sources are added to the bucket, where those who dare can take a handful to be rearranged into a poem. with some spectacular results. the following poem was not written as such. 

Bucket of words.

Welcome, welcome to,
The bucket of words,
A pub you may think?
A bit on the wonk for a pub.

Plastic, orange and wire handled,
Wonky block capitals proclaim!
Bucket of words, bucket of words,
With sarcaustic glee!

It’s filling defiantly on the wonk,
Grab handful if you dare,
We double dare you,
Words from afar, for you to create a poem,
Perhaps we better not over wonk them.

The bucket of words was created,
Purely for poetries creation,
Now come delve your hand in,
Write in.

Rog leach, June 2026

Summer Solstice .

Haibun Monday 6-22-26: First Solstice

Summers solstice.
#dversepoetspub, #haibun, #summersolistice,

Due to my financial restraints and busy work schedules, I have never given the solstice much time. But in recent years talking to friends who enjoy the various celebrations around both winter and summer solstices’ I have been paying a bit more interest. Their pics of sunrises over many famous locations really have caught my eye. one day I may even join them atop  a hill or stone to watch the sunrise. 

Orange and yellow hues,
Greet spectators’ morning view,
Washing sleep away.

© Rog Leach June 2026
winter solstice sunrise.