by Ivory Web | Oct 12, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
Building SkillsThe man blinked, adrift On the classroom’s sea of papers and pens (The tools of our trade.) There were twelve of us, faces eagerTo learn how to teach those for whom words danced on the page. Ready to embark on our voyage. He’d seen the advert as well,...
by Ivory Web | Oct 10, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
A WOMAN FOR ALL SEASONS (EXCEPT ONE)Visiting the past you gave birth to Christhad John the Baptist's head brought to yousubmitted Samson's hair to a Number One cutbared your breasts in Minoaseduced Mark Anthony in Memphisstepped in to kiss Nelson on the deck...
by Ivory Web | Oct 8, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
Leisure It was pleasant to be out of work by choiceno longer a slave one giant leap out the corporate doorthing is time soon takes holdand strangles your willthe television becomes your friend who never talks backand the bed your lazy lover*****NatureThe wood pigeon...
by Ivory Web | Oct 5, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
The Base Jumper Prevaricates Glistening pods of life moving on roads like piss riddling sunrise: I dare earth's concrete palm to swat me, falling. I will surge up, hurling fat slugs of down back at God's eye. Now the shell is smashed, and I am the first drop...
by Ivory Web | Oct 3, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
Hot Air BalloonsFall has begun, crisp out there and even though it is warm as a robin’s nest it feels like the beginning of fall that impending feeling hanging poised in the air like a fleet of hot air balloons motionless in the sky. I took in the hoses and the...
by Ivory Web | Sep 30, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
Monk's Footwear – Bloody Burma Why ? Why...
