Showing posts with label Isabella Maxwell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Isabella Maxwell. Show all posts

Friday, 21 August 2015

Sea snake by Isabella Maxwell

Sea snake,
bright serpent,
creature of the deep,
representation of illumination
of pollution,

coiling like oil,
like a spill of paint,
through the water
choking the living of life.

Breathing fire,
somehow
in the ground,

but you are made of tires,
and probably some wires,
a bottle or two.

I’m glad you’re not real,
but what you are is a saint,
for if you weren’t made-

you might be dumped underground,
where the damage runs deep.

one of Melissa Muldoon's "Dragons"

Nanny by Isabella Maxwell

You old nanny goat,
made of rope,
stood against the rain,
smiling in your age,

I took a photograph
and admit I found you a bit creepy,
but if you were real I’d sure you’d understand
and say the same for me!


The Pump Potteries – Ropey Old Goat

Ropey Old Goat by The Pump Potteries

Sunday, 16 August 2015

Cake by Isabella Maxwell

Whose cake are you?
and how old do you need to be
to take a slice of you?
I'd like a helping
if you weren't made of plastic,

Nine candles on the cake,
blue spots all around,
who does this cake belong to?
and how old do you need to be
to take a slice?

Birthday Cake: celebrating the sculpture trail. by Karen Lockyear

Saturday, 15 August 2015

Torn dress by Isabella Maxwell

Dressed to impress,
mask covering sordid face,
stand to admire,
dress made of rubbish
made to look like golden fabric,
girl with sensitive fingers,
the dress entwines her legs,
flowing back out onto the floor around her,
true talent in visible form.