L: labile #AtoZChallenge

Labile: adaptable, unstable I am the hero charging into the unknown locked in my sterile tower peering through laced fingers deep into my labile childhood

K: Kyrie #AtoZChallenge

Kýrie: a religious petition for mercy. (A kyrielle which is the present poetry form comes from kyrie and is written in rhyming couplets or quatrains and contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain.) They said we had to be covered the fault lay in the clothes we wore quietly, we bowed, made no fuss…

J: jasperated #AtoZChallenge

Jasperated: mottled, streaked with colour. You handed me the cats-eye hard, like life, you said keeps you safe. That black stone skipped across rainbows jasperated in my heart.

I: ipseity #AtoZChallenge

Ipseity: selfhood; individual identity, individuality, from the Latin ipse ‘self’. There are no poems today: the words I woke up with refuse to match. The song my soul was singing, burned and crashed. Sitting here forlorn, wondering what to say I turned to my ipseity looking for a rhyme some words with gravity. As the darkness departed,…

H: hallux #AtoZChallenge

hallux: big toe. Plural: Halluces   You stopped. Pausing in our conversation, your hallux drew a line in the sand and urged me on ahead: “It’s not the end of the world,” you said. Our short walk together was over, I was to carry on as before. And when I looked back, the line had…

G: gloam #AtoZChallenge

Gloam: twilight. dusk. from high above the concrete jungle over the gloomy city domes the sun slips past the horizon purple clouds concede to gloam a lone star sniggers in our ears: “yours is this parched patch of earth, welcome home!”

F: Flacon #AtoZChallenge

Flacon : a small stoppered bottle, especially one for perfume. I keep you safe away from the prying ether trapped in a flacon that carries your after-shave sparingly opened for fear that the stench of the world will take you away from me. Forever.

D: discint #AtoZChallenge

Discint: ungirded. Days forever etched The smell of sun-drenched skin The angles of your body Discint pools of claret Of which I drank too deep.

B: Bilboes #AtoZChallenge

bilboes: an iron bar with sliding shackles, formerly used for confining a prisoner’s ankles. To the keep tonight i creep with keys to bilboes where i keep you hid dragging on your chain untamed in confinement tonight you feed on me.