Friday 26 June 2020

On The Inside

The circles are in such a tangle

it’s impossible to explore them

impossible to see what’s inside

impossible to plumb their depths

the coloured threads of a life


So I’m left with the outside

which is much simpler

much clearer

much duller

less colourful

and yet still 



even when things are straightened

and appear clear

I can’t make sense of them

can’t manage to join the dots

and the dashes

and the tangles are more beautiful

which seems to be important.

The colourful threads of a life

intertwined round and round

on the inside of my head.

Thursday 25 June 2020

Cover The Mirrors

All the mirrors were covered
every night
in my grandmother’s house
draped with coloured cloths
like the budgie’s cage.
She was worried
that a soul might wander
and be sucked into the reflective glass
and she thought
the souls of dreamers were very vulnerable.
I thought that the budgie must be covered
because at night
even with the door closed,
his soul might fly the cage
disappear into the mirror.
Sometimes she forgot to cover the cage,
though never the mirrors
and then
I would examine the mirrors carefully
to check that it was me in there
and not his feathered soul.
I would check his cage to make sure
that he was still inside
with his soul intact
She told me not to worry
that his cage was only covered
to make it dark
so he would sleep.
But I didn’t believe her.
It made no sense
if it was dark anyway.
So I always checked
the mirrors.

Wednesday 24 June 2020

A Disappointing Day

If they hadn’t asked her
to smell the nice scent.
If she hadn’t remembered
the scent from before.
There would have been
no screams, no stamping
up and down on the trolley.

The nurse would still
have her cap on
and the doctor would have
no fist or feet marks
on his white coat,
no red hand mark
on his pale cheek.

There would have been
no shock, horror reports
to those who had put away
Red Riding Hood
and were waiting
anxiously for news
of their little girl.

But they did ask her.
They did ask her.

The scent wasn’t nice.
She knew it.
And there was no ice cream
afterwards either.
They’d lied about that
as well.

A disappointing day.…

SPILLWORDS.COM presents: A Disappointing Day, poetry by Lynn White, who lives in North Wales. Her writing is influenced by issues of social injustice ...

Tuesday 23 June 2020

The Revolution Is Postponed

The revolution is postponed
until the towels are on,
so they once said.
last orders had been called
and the beer pumps
with towels
to make it clear
that they would be pulled no more
that night,
ten minutes drinking up time
then it was,
“do your talking
while you’re walking”,
we’ve had your money, now piss off,
and a beery smokey exit.
there was a lock-in
in which case the revolution
would be postponed again.
Now they’re open all hours.
There’s no last orders,
no need of towels
to cover the pumps.
No ten minutes
allowed to drink up.
They’re open all hours
and the revolution is postponed.

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Sunday 21 June 2020

All That Was Left

Drink me 

the label said.

She drank it all, 

then threw the bottle aside,

so all that was left were the words.

Eat me

was iced on the cake.

She ate it all, 

every last crumb,

Then she licked off the icing

so nothing was left of the words.

Friday 19 June 2020


It was a large structure, metal and conical shaped
perhaps an arbour awaiting it’s climbing plants
or a cage for a very large bird.
It seemed empty
unless something was hiding in the undergrowth.

I asked the woman sitting reading in the garden,
“Do you have a parrot?”
“I’ve got two”, she answered.
I peered into the structure
and looked at her questioningly.

“Oh, they’re not there now, they’ve gone out.
One’s round next door
don’t know where the other one is!
When it’s a nice day they go for a wander”
Well, it really was a beautiful day!

Parrots by Lynn White It was a large structure, metal and conical shaped perhaps an arbour awaiting it’s climbing plants or a cage for a very large bird. It seemed empty.... READ MORE