Consume – dVerse Poetics



brilliant, headache-inducing light,

piercing my retinas

until they disintegrate, are no more

than piles of ash on the floor at my flailing feet.

Words and pictures,

boxes, packets, cartons, bottles,

clothed in all the colours of the rainbow

– if a rainbow were acid yellow, puce and lime green.

I can hear the groaning

as shelves bow under the weight of all the produce

that we simply must buy

otherwise our lives are meaningless, somehow.

I hover in the doorway as the glass partitions slide

back and forth

moved by invisible hands.

The devil’s work.


Get me out of this hell (that others call a supermarket)

I want to go home.


I’m a little late to the party, after a heavy day yesterday, when all I wanted to do was put my feet up and drink coffee. Yesterday was Poetics night over at dVerse, where our genial host, Walt, invited us to write on ‘too much’ drought, deluge, literal or metaphorical.

Anyone who knows me, knows I hate supermarkets these days. All that ‘stuff’ piled high, all those ‘special offers’ all that price-matching and BOGOF’ offers. Ugh, it drives me to distraction. I find it utterly overwhelming and I have no patience for it. A deluge of consumerism at its worst.

What kind of drought or deluge have you in your life? Why not share it with the dVerse community – or just hop on over for a good old read?

Trafalgar Street – dVerse Open Link Week 121

Here’s my latest entry into the dVerse Open Link – why not take a look at everyone else’s wonderful responses?

This is inspired by some of the signs I see on the street that I walk up and down twice a day – either shop names, hoardings or similar. Believe me, there are plenty more! I love the fact that there are no nation-wide chain stores on this street (apart from a car rental place that I haven’t mentioned) – but it can feel a bit like overload on the eyes and mind, taking in all of this information!


– Trafalgar Street –

what’s the DAMAGE now?
let the BREEZE refresh your senses
and I could be your LUCKY STAR
BREAD & MILK was once the staff of life
(but watch out if gluten is your nemesis) –
Welcome to my GAFF
come on in – please wipe your feet
I paid more than I can afford
for these ANTIQUES
read all about it
and watch your money pour down the drain
will blow your socks off
(just what you need after a hard day’s work)
book in your tech for some PHONE SURGERY
which has become more necessary –
who needs health if your phone is dead?
REAL PATISSERIE is the only choice here
because all other cakes are oh-so-faux
BITE me, that’s what the kids say, innit, these days?
just give me the gods’ honest truth –
what is THE POINT?