Beccy : Writing

Style over content

Style over content

A Poem by Beccy


The meter,' said Peter, 'is paramountwhen perfecting and primping a poem,it should go with a flow, like - so la ti dowith rhapsodic refrains in a row...
Musings from my conservatory

Musings from my conservatory

A Poem by Beccy


By nature, I am an assiduous collector of books and trivia;sometimes I sift, sort the wheat from the chaff,but mostly, I just store, not so much as to..
Park benches.

Park benches.

A Poem by Beccy


A thousand miles away;perhaps in contemplationof the sonyou left behind, you are playing your guitar.Even above the gusted Novemberwind that chills to..
Prada comes before a fall.

Prada comes before a fall.

A Poem by Beccy


"It's a bargain," she sighs,"I must have it, so sequinned,so shiny and brightbut for now, just for now,though I'm sad to admit,'tis a tad, just a tiny..
And I would be a child again

And I would be a child again

A Poem by Beccy


When I was a child, I thought,thought not so deeply as tocause a sleepless nightand never deep enough toset the world from wrong to right.Enough it wa..
Nine lines

Nine lines

A Poem by Beccy


We are of time, uncounted,formed by fragments of the wholeas we search for enlightenmentbetween each swiftly turning page. We are thin boned, moths ..
Hourglass

Hourglass

A Poem by Beccy


11pm, way past normalbedtime and my thoughtshang like clouds in a grey,unsettled sky;they are at once visible,yet amorphous, like thewispy tendrils of..
Mother

Mother

A Poem by Beccy


She grows weary now; there is a certainthickening around the middle and herancient limbs tremble with the weight ofrecalcitrant children still chasing..
Persephone please phonehome.

Persephone please phonehome.

A Poem by Beccy


just a bit of fun now Spring is nearly sprung. :)
In absence

In absence

A Poem by Beccy


When springtime comesand poets near and farsearch out the end chewed pencil,to write of earthworms, treesand long lost dear relations,I think of you;O..