(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
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
Note to my cherished readers - This frivolity is a little bit like a scene from a play: green text = my inner critic red = my replies to said critic black = what I was struggling to write (strikethroughs are deletions) black italicized = the narrator Oh, and Bingo is my dog. ***** Dear … Continue reading Inside the Writer’s Mind
by Paul Raworth Bennett BREAKING WEATHER ALERT: For several days now, from mysterious origins thousands of feet above, it's been literally raining cats and dogs upon the leafy streets and stately old mansions of Beech Bottom, West Virginia. On every block, thousands of drenched, collarless and confused kitties and pooches - of all breeds, shapes, … Continue reading Appalachia hit by “Animal Rainstorms”
🙂 To hear this poem, use the player below. 🙂 The Boys on the Hill by Paul Raworth Bennett #PRBpoetry
🙂 To hear this story, use the player below. 🙂 Revenge, Foiled. by Paul Raworth Bennett Today, I almost did a terrible thing. My dog Bingo and I were taking our usual morning stroll, walking briskly west along an eastbound one-way lane. As we passed in front of a daycare centre and playground, a row of … Continue reading Revenge, Foiled.
by Paul Raworth Bennett Okay! Come on, let's play! Let's play, Bingo. C'mon!! Kisses! C'mon… kisses! That's a boy! That's a boy!... Huggie time!… hrrr..rrr… hrrr… hrrr… C'mon, c'mon, let's play!... Floppy, floppy, puppy kisses! rrrr…! rrrr…! arrr..rrr!... Hug time! Come on! hrrr…! RUFF!! Oh, oh, oh… okay... okay… Enough... enough... enough!
🙂 To hear this story, use the player below. 🙂 All Hail Canada's Hair Apparent! by Paul Raworth Bennett Canadian Federal politics just got a lot hairier after yesterday's landslide victory for the Liberal Party's youthful and telegenic leader, Justin "Selfie" Trudeau. Lock-dreading, tressed-out Tory supporters may just feel like curling up in knots this … Continue reading All Hail Canada’s Hair Apparent!
by Paul Raworth Bennett Hassan can, at a handclap, call a vassal at hand and ask that all staff plan a bacchanal. This surprisingly coherent little piece of verbal frivolity is an example of univocalics - a type of constrained writing in which all words use only a single vowel. The brilliant Canadian poet, Christian Bök, … Continue reading Vowelplay