MAL's FACTORY - Poetry & Prose Poems

A companion to THE WORD OF SINNA LUVVA blog. An Outlet for new poems, drafts of poems and even rediscovered or reworked ones! For more poetry by Malcolm Evison see the Related Sites listing.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

in the moment


my faithful hound 
displays that ease
of being in the moment -

eyes closed
and lips aligned
into a smile

suggesting ecstasy -
composure
as in a state of bliss -

it thrills
yet fills me
brim full of envy 

as health concerns
and turmoil of emotions
have long since 

cast aside
such calm 
assurance



malcolm evison
15 february 2017

Sunday, December 04, 2016

Time & Tide



                  Time & Tide


                                    presence and absence
jointly proclaim
a boundary

a living space
a time
where one was changed

and wrought
a difference -
presence and absence

jointly define
a living space
confirm a place

where once a life
was lived
and changed

and in its turn
wrought change




malcolm evison
01 – 04 december 2016

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

and still - the dog walks me (first draft)



legs quivering, 
like a spluttering candle,
I wondered 
if they would carry me
down footpath and bridleways
of Piper's evening walk. 

I managed,just; then felt 
relieved to reach 
the portal
of our shared abode. 

Exhaustion breaks me, the result
not only of today's exertion but, 
rather a reminder
of last night's sparse
and troubled sleep.

The sun may shine
on just and unjust alike -
but then it rains

it pours, a plenitude
of aches and pains,

a multitude
of torments to endure




malcolm evison
15 november 2016

Wednesday, November 09, 2016

How to become President

How to become President

get what you can
by any means
you can

if at first
you don’t succeed

throw a tantrum
until they yield

to your demand

malcolm evison – 09 November 2016

Thursday, October 13, 2016

burdock

burdock


the gnawing pain
increases its intensity
in elbows, wrists and knees,

adheres to despondency
like burdock
to coarse clothing

and I, the bystander,
can only stare
into a void of despair

observe
my own decay -

words fail to proffer hope
they only weave
a crude blanket

around an emptiness
which only faith
can fill





Malcolm Evison

13 October 2016

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Restless - Illustrated Poem

Although I published the text only version of this poem earlier in the year, I am now posting this illustrated version as the poem seems to reflect my most recent post on 'The Word of Sinna Luvva' -


A CRY of SELF-PITY – an ATTEMPT to EXORCISE the PAIN