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Monthly Archives: July 2013
Car Parking
Sun feathers in the creases of my jeans. The light is calked over the car window and pressed into my skin. Soft cheese, pork salad, Cheshire; rolls individually wrapped in tinfoil, labelled with a marker pen in shorthand. I feast … Continue reading
Posted in Prose Poetry
Tagged archive 2006, babies, buy me, carpark bunny, consumer frenzy, consumerism, consumers, creative prose, Creative writing, fatherhood, free radicals, graphite bunny, gridlock, life, Prose, prose poem, prose poetry, prosepoem, semptember carpark, Sense of place, shopping, snapshot, travelling
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Summer Ynyshir
Black and brown mongrel to heel on a cracked leather lead crossing fur damp footbridge in drizzle sunshine the valley’s shoulders hunched around the bus stop lush green laps at terraced backdoors pigeons sweep circles through a scarf of clouds … Continue reading
Posted in Prose Poetry
Tagged August 2008, Benjamin F Jones, clouds, creative prose, Creative writing, damp fur, day in the life, dogs, flash, graphite bunny, leather, orange, pharmacist, pigeons, plastic chairs, Prose, radio mast, Rhondda, station Hotel, station hotel ynyshir, terrace bunny, Valleys, Ynyshir
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I Listen to the Symphony with a Dry Mouth
A cool breeze blows to conduct. Commuters take their places. The stadium rings like a percussion rehearsal – an ensemble of scaffold and pneumatics. Machines beat steel-joists to drive the city’s drums. Down the narrow steps a winding melody and … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Snapshots
Tagged a cool breeze, antidepressants, applause, Benjamin F Jones, creative prose, Creative writing, depression, dry mouth, graphite bunny, harmony, mental health, music, musical bunny, percussion, personal stereos, pneumatics, Prose, prose poem, prose poetry, rehearsal, riverside, riverside cardiff, symphony, tubas, walking, winding melody, work commute
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It’s OK, I Don’t Have a Life
I am that special person who whines my way into your shop seconds before the doors close. ‘I just want a…’ Only when I am inside the list unfolds, ‘Do you have a fixing and the tie flange to go … Continue reading
Posted in Humour, Prose, Snapshots
Tagged checkout assistant, checkouts, consumerism, flash, graphite bunny, Humour, Prose, reality, retail, retail bunny, Retail life, shops, short prose, society
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The Ocean’s Last Straw: an Environmental Tale
Sophie had always been brought up not to spit, but as the tanker dumped its million gallon guts of crude oil into her mouth she decided enough was enough and spat back – all the sewage, radioactive waste and indigestible … Continue reading
Posted in Humour, Prose Poetry, Scraplets
Tagged Benjamin F Jones, Creative writing, crude oil, environment, environmental bunny, environmental concern, graphite bunny, indigestible deposits, ocean, ocean environment, ocean waste, political, prose poetry, radioactive waste, sewage, short prose, waste
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Graphite Bunny 