Ode to My Wheels

hey there, beautiful eyes! gorgeous, giant, round ringed by rubber eyeliner joined by steel tubes are you silently winking at me calling me seducing me yet again? you spin backwards counter-clockwise in invisible sockets dialing back my years you roll forwards chasing adventures pursuing discovery your spokes are two sets of eyelashes, fluttering at me … Continue reading Ode to My Wheels

A Love Sestina

~~ A Love Sestina ~~ the warmth of your sweet love does fill my yearning heart it burns within our kiss and sparkles in your smile such that the flow of time is gently put on hold together we will hold a crucible of love we'll stir it over time and forge a common heart … Continue reading A Love Sestina

Finally Learning to Fly

by Paul Raworth Bennett many years ago under sunny skies as a young eagle who hadn't learned to fly I watched with fascination another eagle, high overhead, soaring the blue commanding the thermals he landed before me offered a fresh-caught salmon which I devoured his eyes called my name instantly, we were friends idolizing this … Continue reading Finally Learning to Fly

Cranial Creativity Clash

Free verse -that humble, naked love child ofpermission and freedom -gets to happily explorehuge fields of ideas andvast oceans of expression.On the job, it delights in just doodling,and usually creates colourful works of art. Rhythm and rhyme -the clever, smartly-dressed spawn ofperfection and control -are doomed to struggle inswamps of semantics andgrammar jails.Behind a desk, … Continue reading Cranial Creativity Clash

The Man I Admire

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 by Paul Raworth Bennett I'm a middle-aged man who has learned over time Just what makes people tick, their rhythm and rhyme More than anyone else there’s a man I admire So I thought I’d describe him in case you inquire Well the first thing … Continue reading The Man I Admire

Anticipation

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below 🙂 Anticipationby Paul Raworth Bennett brown glassy eyesthe unblinking gazeof adorationof infinite trustof pure til-death-do-us-part black button nosemoist, ready, twitching(just a little) pink tongue, spring-loadedwith a fusillade of kisses(and barely visible) eighteen pounds ofwarm, woolly,buff-coloured lovequietly perched atopfour floppy legs leaning forwardprimed for actionwaiting for the … Continue reading Anticipation

Private MacPhee

By Paul Raworth Bennett ~ for brave soldiers everywhere ~ He was a kind and loyal friend Who hailed from clan MacPhee And all the boys were jealous ‘cause He loved his girl Marie A lock of Marie's hair he kept Within a tiny box And in his heart were memories of Their kiss back … Continue reading Private MacPhee

Dwindling in the Downtown Eastside

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 large, littered, lonely fieldsoiled, sodden, sagging tentscursed, chaotic, chemical prisonshuddled desperately onpatchy grass and mud,lit by yellow flickersunder shaking fingerschasing the dragonbitter, brutal windicy, drenching rainthere but for thegrace of Godgo I - Paul Raworth Bennett

Dire Straits

not much more time will pass or destiny unfurled before we're forced to breathe apocalyptic gas that coats the wheezing lung brown air will steal the sun the seas will rob the shore and drown the old and young today's the hour to act ensure that we destroy the certainty that our existence is attacked … Continue reading Dire Straits

The Rally

filling a grand old theatrean orange cardboard armadaa sea of upturned optimisma rolling clamour of applausedecrying the avaricious one-percentersthe tin-eared politiciansin bed with the capitalist classthe private-yacht crowdthe loophole expertsthere is hope here, hope that a salmon named unity willconquer the river of cashsettle in a lake of compassion andspawn the warriors of justice-- Paul Raworth … Continue reading The Rally

Let the Great World Spin

by Paul Raworth Bennett(painting: "Let the Great World Spin" by Deborah DeJong) life is just so unpredictable!here’s what always seems to happeni plan my life, work hard, get my act in gearthings seem like they’re coming together nicelyand i feel pretty good!like life is just one big partyand i’m dancing all night long and then … Continue reading Let the Great World Spin

Eagillac

🙂 To hear this story, use the player below. 🙂 by Paul Raworth Bennett ~ for Barb Poole ~ A '59 Cadillac named Zoom She's a sexy, magnificent eagle Her elegant scarlet fins Yearn for the sky Her enticing gullwing doors Herald lofty adventures With joy and excitement I embrace Her muscular, feathered neck My … Continue reading Eagillac

Bon Voyage, my Biking Buddy!

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 Bon Voyage, my Biking Buddy! by Paul Raworth Bennett ~ for Janice ~ Very soon you’ll leave, dear Janice For your travels far away What an antidote for sadness To just ride your bike all day Whether zooming down from high hills Or just rolling … Continue reading Bon Voyage, my Biking Buddy!

Freedom Wheels

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 Freedom Wheels by Paul Raworth Bennett ~ in memory of Bob Rea ~ (July 1961 - August 2019) I love to ride my freedom wheels Unbridled joy is how it feels At once when I begin to roll It stirs my mind and feeds my … Continue reading Freedom Wheels

Missing Heather

I have a classy friend whose name is Heather with whom I'd love to walk despite this weather I know she's quite involved with all her dancing a passion that I find is most entrancing and also she's a youthful two-time Nana who's sometimes stuck with spooning mashed banana it's her delightful company that I'm … Continue reading Missing Heather

Ferocious Fruit

by Paul Raworth Bennett (an Irish-jiggy kind of tune) Saturday night I was on my couch watching Show after show of just awful TV When my dull mind thought of homemade fruit salad But in the fridge there was none I could see So I walked down to the grocery and headed Straight for the … Continue reading Ferocious Fruit

Heather’s Waltz

To hear this file, simply use the audio player[ ~ for Heather ~ she swirls about the room epitome of grace a flower in full bloom like visual perfume she does my heart embrace she swirls about the room she's gorgeous in costume with gossamer and lace a flower in full bloom her joy does … Continue reading Heather’s Waltz