Tag Archives: poetry

Cake & Quill – Gifts from the Dark

Posted on October 15, 2015 by angelikarust

Once upon a time, there was a website named Authonomy. It was full of writers, who, full of hope and dreams, uploaded their work there for other writers to see and comment upon. Much fun was to be had, many … Continue reading →

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Just another poem

Posted on June 8, 2015 by angelikarust

Mother to Son Do you remember that evening when I told you playtime was over You didn’t want to go to bed I carried you upstairs brushed your teeth tucked you in and said I love you You replied that … Continue reading →

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Mirror, Mirror

Posted on May 4, 2015 by angelikarust

Facebook has told me that it’s been more than 14 days till my last post, so I thought, maybe I should do something…and then I remembered that I still have a handful of poems locked away in the recesses of … Continue reading →

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The Lost Word

Posted on February 9, 2015 by angelikarust

On occasion, when I really don’t know what else to do, I write poetry. Since I don’t feel much like collecting those little outbursts or submitting them somewhere, I thought I might share them with you. This one is a … Continue reading →

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #15

Posted on July 20, 2014 by angelikarust

***** The Last Boat Home, or, Panic on Rannoch Moor (Yvonne Marjot) (to be sung, ballad style, to a lilting Scottish tune) Heading uphill to Rannoch Moor, the petrol light came on. There was petrol not too far away: behind … Continue reading →

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #14

Posted on June 18, 2014 by angelikarust

***** Leaf (Julia Winnacker) I don’t know, the leaf did think, where do I come from? Is all I’ve said and done just a mere dream? The howling wind, the chilling wind That has brought me here, brought me to … Continue reading →

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #12

Posted on May 15, 2014 by angelikarust

***** LEAVING MY ROOTS BEHIND (Cas Meadowfield) My bags are packed and by the door. Hugs that put a lump in my throat, Good-byes, till I can stand no more, So I hurry to put on my coat. A familiar … Continue reading →

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #11

Posted on May 1, 2014 by angelikarust

***** (Werner Krotz) if when i die i had a trunk to take with me whatever would be important to me – i’d take with me infinity ***** Werner Krotz lives near Vienna, Austria. He has been writing poems for … Continue reading →

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PublicTransport PoeTry – #10

Posted on April 24, 2014 by angelikarust

***** Ferry Haiku (Yvonne Marjot) My prosaic morning To the supermarket Past Lismore lighthouse. Oban afternoon: Sapphirine sun-flecked water; Three ferries dancing. Up the Sound of Mull: Moon jellies churned in the wake; Seven porpoises. In the rising tide, Cormorants … Continue reading →

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