The Killjoys are Here. (not to entertain you) Non Compliance. A PoemByChris Millar Opportunity Knocks. So what year did killjoy arrive in the world, did he landfall or the result… Read More »The Kiljoys are Here.
Tick Tock. A PoemByChris Millar Impeded. Only a minute since last glance lookedPressing time feels well overbookedThe march is raising the hurried paceTo much cramming and not enough space.… Read More »Tick Tock.
Life’s Blood. A PoemByChris Millar Partnering. That sturdy pulse that rhythmic silent soundThat keeps the life’s blood flowing roundThat on occasions when some eyes we meetThat will sometimes skip… Read More »Life’s Blood.
Aquarius Is Rising. A PoemByChris Millar In Pisces wake, Aquarius is risingDimensions are shifting and souls are re-sizingLegions of seers were the first to take the leapThey landed with… Read More »Aquarius Rising.
The Rape of George Square. A PoemByChris Millar The heinous crime in George SquareYou canny see the trees that once stood thereRaped with a chainsaw then a JCBThey never… Read More »The Rape of George Square
The Mystic Maiden. A PoemByChris Millar The Priestess sits on lofty throneBetween two pillars all aloneAn open scroll in her handContains all knowledge of our land Silent is her… Read More »The Mystic Maiden
The Charioteer of Life. A PoemByChris Millar As a charioteer of life, I fightTo control the black horse and the whiteForging them into a willing teamA simple task this… Read More »The Charioteer of Life