We all have days of the mad bad kind. some swear and shout. some slam doors and make a noise. Others bake F**k B*m pie by the light of the moon. so for tonight’s #quadrille challenge at #dverse poets pub a pie has been baked by the light of the moon.
bad day pie
Pie day! #quadrille #moon
#baddaypie
By the light of the moon he bakes, It is time, time for bad day pie.
You stir in a dollop of frustration, Mixed with a hefty helping of what the F**K.
Best served cold, cold, cold. To the bum who upset your day.
An ominous February mood claims my heart. As I stand over my lover’s grave. Her self-dug grave. Why did she? Have to go and do that? You know that thing with her knuckles, that irritates me so. The sound of cracking knuckles pushed me over the edge.
If we lived in the Arctic or Antarctic, I would not have to bury her. The snow and ice would hide her remains. The snow would be the easy way out of hiding her body. But no, it’s a cold snowy February day in Norfolk. Our footprints have already led the police to us, the handcuffs locking on my wrists.
My father would crack his knuckles, just before giving me a beating. Mainly for stopping him from starting on mum. I was not caught for his murder. That was justice for mum. This is my lover’s justice.
Written for #dverse prosery prompt. Where we have been challenged to write a flash fiction based on and to include a chosen line from a poem. The line chosen by our host this evening Kim was “Snow would be the easy way out.” From the poem #Novemberforbeginners. By #RitaDove.
concrete memories left to rot, loitering in the dark, Again and again and again melodic spread them wings shows my head, of death and desire, taking you away on cards from forgotten trips, not by choice not by choice
(c) mark Williams 07//09/2024 @ a poetry workshop @sunnyside rural trust.
On the 28th October 2023 I hosted a poetry workshop with my mum at the Sunnyside Rural Trust art fair, organised by Anna of Annas funky art who can be found on line.
Many of my friends attended including Mark who normally writes short stories set in the science fiction genre. but on this day he wrote the following two poems and asked if they could be published here on perspective poetry.
perspective poetry 
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