8th June 2026

 

work ethic

promoted by  local kid

I'm mowing grass

© Rachel Green June 2026

Facebook Mucketplace

It seemed reasonable:

sperm donation via Facebook

and so much cheaper

than the infertility clinic.

This guy had been on the news

and had hundreds of children

every one of them born

bald and white and probably racist.

So she paid her hundred quid

and got a sample by post

with a half-thawed carton of passata.

It made the bolognaise salty.

© Rachel Green June 2026

Vulnerable women lured by illegal sperm donor

7th June 2026

 

sudden trip

taking the dogs to the beach

sandy paws

© Rachel Green June 2026

Joy

tying the motifs you've written

into real-world situations

and deeming them plausible

brings a feeling of warmth and fuzziness

as if there might be something good

about being a writer

after all

© Rachel Green June 2026

6th June 2026

 

Cook

desperate to go outside

barking to do

© Rachel Green June 2026

Regret

house purchase

on Haunted Hill

but the previous owners assure us

it used to be 'Haunsted"

after the local landowners.

and yes, it's built on a cemetery

but we got it for a bargain price

after a filming crew died there.

and we didn't mind the extra-deep well

with the red glow at the bottom

but the smell of sulphur

was sometimes nauseating

© Rachel Green June 2026

5th June 2026

 

Cook

stuck in the study

while Mum farts

© Rachel Green June 2026

Ravens

One for terror

two for glee

three for a secret thing

you weren't supposed to see;

four for a promise

five for a wish

six for a wedding ring

swallowed by a fish;

seven for a paedophile

eight for a priest

nine for the shadow-man

who comes in when you sleep;

ten for the ferryman

eleven for the bell

twelve for the skeletons

dragging you to Hell.

© Rachel Green June 2026

4th June 2026

 

Making space

in the crowded loft

hoarded junk

© Rachel Green June 2026

I got a Dog

One 'Cat Cave' cat bed,

two cat transport crates,

one steel cat litter tray

come with a 'wipe-your-paws' mat,

One cat bed / blankie

and a thirty by twenty-four pet bed.

Everything new and unused.

I never did get a cat.

© Rachel Green June 2026

3rd June 2026

 

Google memories

a sequence of old photos

who are these people?

© Rachel Green June 2026

Depression 

Loft junk

Unwanted for now

but maybe for later on

What later on do I mean?

I've lost interest in things.

I'm sixty-two already

how much longer will I live

and do I still need swords, 

because I once learned to use them?

Will I ever paint big canvases again?

The oils for a six-by-ten

are beyond my budget for ever 

and I need nothing.

Even the game I've been playing for ten years

no longer holds me enrapt.

© Rachel Green June 2026

2nd June 2026

sliding into depression

are the meds still working?

no HRT

© Rachel Green June 2026

Unplanned

I was the visitor,

the uninvited guest;

the nosy relative

looking through my parents' things

after they were burned to ash.

Here's the fur coat and gloves

my mother wore to church

every Sundays and holy day.

Here's the jar of silver farthings

in cast they became more valuable

than the sixpence of decimalisation;

and here's a packet of three condoms

with one missing from the box

the remainder expired in 1963

after my Catholic mum

realised he was using them.

© Rachel Green June 2026