RITUALS POETRY: ‘THE PLAN’ BY RON. LAVALETTE

RITUALS POETRY: ‘THE PLAN’ BY RON. LAVALETTE

The Plan Ron. Lavalette   Recycled recycling, washed wash. Find a way to avoid the keyboard.   See the light: fix the lamp, stow (at last) the Christmas strands.   Before anything, coffee. After the landfill and storage, a shower. Maybe a nap.   Wish you were here....
RITUALS POETRY: ‘THOSE FUNERAL BLUES’ BY MIKE TOOK

RITUALS POETRY: ‘THOSE FUNERAL BLUES’ BY MIKE TOOK

Those Funeral Blues Mike Took I’ve seen good times and bad with you, honey It’s been a long old road I’ve seen all that I had with you, honey And how it’s ebbed and flowed I gave it all, at curtain call, there’s not a penny owed   When you close my eyes and I finally...
RITUALS POETRY: ‘RITUAL’ BY GLORIA HEFFERNAN

RITUALS POETRY: ‘RITUAL’ BY GLORIA HEFFERNAN

Ritual Gloria Heffernan   It has to be the blue mug, the one that fits my hand like a chalice. The coffee runs through the brewer, and I stir in cinnamon until the aroma fills the room like incense.   Maxwell trots into the kitchen to take his place by my side, the...