Thursday, 10 September 2026

10th September 2026

 


quality paint

make so much difference

old skills


© Rachel Green September 2026


Things I can't say Aloud (iii)


Why, then, are we even friends?

In real life and online you saunter past

and barely note that I exist

but lo! When I find success, then there thou art

all smiles and gilded leaves

to bask in such reflected light

as from a satellite that orbits in the dark

and offers nothing of itself.

Thou proclaim thyself as one who brings the sun

but art instead a comet

flitting past and shedding shit into the air

and vanishing again into the night.


© Rachel Green September 2026


Wednesday, 9 September 2026

9th September 2026

 



that heavy feeling

Kate Bush once sang about.

Slimming World


© Rachel Green September 2026


Things I can't say Aloud (ii)


I am no Orpheus;

no music will grace these fingers,

nor spin gold of whispered breath

by means of gilded tongue;

but neither art thou my Euridice

and I would not walk the hidden path

to rescue thee from Hades’ realm

for let us take the minotaur by its single horn,

thou  woulds't ne'er keep thine eyes on me.


© Rachel Green September 2026


Tuesday, 8 September 2026

8th September 2026

 



so much shit

landing on our doorstep.

broken pipes


© Rachel Green September 2026


Things I can't say Aloud (i)


I expect thee not to follow me

to dwell forever in my shadow,

in the company of Hades,

but rather, I prefer you go

without me to those fateful shores

and find whatever joy you need

in the company of those harpies

you loved so much in life.


© Rachel Green September 2026


Monday, 7 September 2026

7th September 2026



problematic

the escalation of warfare

global threats


© Rachel Green September 2026


if I have misjudged you

let me apologise and make amends

but let me add a caveat

for I did not conclude so lightly

you were worthy of contempt

the chances you were given to improve

were numbered three or more

so now I bid adieu

and beg you leave for you are light

intruding into mourning time

unwelcome evermore.


© Rachel Green September 2026

 

Sunday, 6 September 2026

6th September 2026

 



haywire algorithms

where are all my home channel videos?

politics and law


© Rachel Green September 2026


the colour of my existence

is a sable watercolour brush

loaded with the stigma of age

but the highlights!

Oh! What crepuscular rays

penetrating the shadows!


Words left behind in obscure works

art in a few private hands

the memory of love in some hearts

and the knowledge I shared

that may one day save a life.


© Rachel Green September 2026


Saturday, 5 September 2026

5th September 2026

 



impatience

then every time I rise

hopeful


© Rachel Green September 2026


Sir, sir!

Where are your five bodies?

Outside? Hanging in a tree?

Admit it, you charlatan!

Do you have even a feather

of the supernatural in your system?

Have you?


Some of my relations are dead, I think,


You think?


That is to say, I have connections...


Connections? 

With pickpockets, perhaps,

and spurious dealers of unusual wares

such as the demons who reside

in their colourless winter hovels.


© Rachel Green September 2026


Friday, 4 September 2026

4th September 2026



Epstein files

"over and done with"

buried by war


© Rachel Green September 2026


camper van

still under repair

despite urgent needs.

expensive plans go awry

calls for desperate measures


you can't buy happiness

but money greases the ache.


© Rachel Green September 2026