Poem I wrote for Karissa Lang

Heuchera

For @karissalanguage

There are gimmicky hats

with hot-glued flowers

to attract humming-birds

and make your blog go

viral

but my virtual friend

the moonlighting clairvoyant

knows of magic plants

chocolate ruffles

red spangles

coral bells

to add colour to the shade

with native American resilience

scarlet, chartreuse, bronze,

silver, purple, marmalade

nectar-rich

to tempt the

ruby throats

and violet crowns.

#YANYR

I am really proud to have my poem Horse Chestnuts included in the You are Not Your Rape anthology edited by Tianna Hansen and Kristin Garth, Rhythm and Bones Press.

So much love and respect to the editors Tianna and Kristin for nurtuing this project and for my fellow contributors.

https://www.rhythmnbone.com/books

Net profits go to https://www.rainn.org/

Night Witch Upgraded to Level 5

My eyes always glowed azure, you know.

But now folk really fear me.

Quarrelsome trolls

are squealing:

‘Get the necro-bitch a nerf’.

A crimson mist

swirls

malicious

around my skirt hems.  

My latest bat-spawning speed excites me.

Come on,

try to destroy me

and watch me retaliate -

an orgasmic explosion,

a metamorphic burst –

a blitz of brutal black butterflies.

1984 Letter

A letter i wrote in 1984 has been published in the Handwritten issue 2 of Sad Girl Review.

There's also a photo of me in 1984 ...with green hair.

Check it out. It's a gorgeous journal.

http://sadgirlreview.com/

Water of Fire

I am delighted that my poem Water of Fire is in the Samhain 2018 edition of Three Drops from a Cauldron and in some fabulous company.

(Trick or) Treat yourself and check it out

https://threedropspoetry.co.uk/2018/10/28/three-drops-from-a-cauldron-samhain-2018/

if you buy me a coffee https://ko-fi.com/spangle I'll donate the money to SOS MEDITERRANEE France.

The Grandkids July 13^th 2018

When you turn up I’m sitting tutting at the telly.

Row row! Row row!

You interrupt my muttering about

the visiting narcissistic fascist

responsible for the caging of

children.

I switch to YouTube and we sing:

Row row row your boat

Gently down the stream!

We scream at crocodiles.

We roar at lions.

We shiver at polar bears.

And I shed tears for all the babies who died

Capsized. Denied

by hostile shores.

Buy me a coffee...

If you'd like to support my writing and/or buy me a cuppa  without the pain of seeing me in real life, you now can at https://ko-fi.com/spangle

Thank you.

Spangs x