Yeasty Beast

(photo credit: Christina Edick) (dedicated to Dick and Christina Edick) by Paul Raworth Bennett Still in his dressing gown, Dick was hauling the blue box to the curb when his wife's voice burst from the kitchen window, shattering the morning calm. “Dick! Get in here, now!” Dropping the container in the driveway, he rushed back … Continue reading Yeasty Beast

Cranial Creativity Clash

Free verses - the humble, naked love children of permission and freedom - get to happily explore huge fields of ideas and vast oceans of expression. If hired, they doodle, usually creating colourful works of art. Rhythm and rhyme - the clever, smartly-dressed spawn of perfection and control - are doomed to struggle in swamps … 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

🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 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 hair from her he kept Within a tiny … 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

Child’s Play

by Paul Raworth Bennett(painting: "Child's Play" by Deborah DeJong) excuse me sir! wanna come over here and see what i painted? i had so much fun painting it that i wanted to LIVE in itso i closed my eyes and asked an angel if i could live in itjust for a little whileand the angel … Continue reading Child’s Play

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

Winter of the Mind

🙂 To hear this story, use the player below. 🙂 Winter of the Mind The Experience of Severe Depression and Imminent Suicide one woman’s perspective, as told to Paul Raworth Bennett Although everyone with depression experiences it uniquely, a universally accurate metaphor would be “emotional winter”. Throughout this chilly time run two common themes: profound … Continue reading Winter of the Mind

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

Ready and Waiting

I’ve known some lovely women o’er the yearsHad ups and downs enough to surely knowMy earnest heart’s had lots of time to growWell-tempered, it's known happy times and tearsMy life is almost always filled with joyHowever what I’m missing is a mateI’m trying to be a patient man and waitShe doesn’t have to be Helen … Continue reading Ready and Waiting