MAKE LOVE TO ME
By Philip Wilson Strip me naked Ravish every inch of my body Let me do the same to you with my fingers and tongue Let me discover your soul And share our mutual love with [… read more ]
By Philip Wilson Strip me naked Ravish every inch of my body Let me do the same to you with my fingers and tongue Let me discover your soul And share our mutual love with [… read more ]
By Philip Wilson Should I? The time is nigh To pop the question Because being a bastion Of fragility Has to change one day You may Find you like it… Being engulfed in a [… read more ]
By Lynne, a volunteer for Chat over Chai Chat over Chai, talk over tea, History, herstory, mystory, yourstory, Who am I? What am I? What is the difference? Roles and identities, doorways and pathways [… read more ]
by Alison Habens When the archaeologists of the future find the layers of flip-flop yoghurt pots our people left behind will they wonder what we wanted, how we got it, who we knew suntan bottle, [… read more ]
An Isogram is shy of icons It only likes sole runes alone No want for right or for wrong And a word as bare as bone Pangrams, however, need them all: Judge my vow, [… read more ]
Regular readers of S&C will be aware that our much-loved Contributing Editor Gareth Rees sadly passed away in April of last year. Portsmouth-based poet Richard Peirce has written this poignant tribute in verse to Gareth. [… read more ]
The closing event of this year’s Portsmouth Festivities was themed around Pablo Neruda’s Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair. The event showcased a series of new interpretations of Neruda’s work from leading poets, [… read more ]
A boy admitted 7th October 1748 When she dropped him at the hospital she tied a yellow ribbon around his tiny wrist with – My name is Andrews written in dark [… read more ]
I tell my children you are here because in 1913 a Maori chief gave the captain of HMS New Zealand a piupiu, a skirt made from flax. A ceremonial gift with the prophecy [… read more ]
A trolley bus clatters on sparking wires, the bowling alley echoes through thick smog, cathedral with no roof but bell and spire, school dinners all year round, Noggin the Nog. A concrete slab, a prefab, [… read more ]
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