Jacqui Thewless

Jacqui Thewless Poems

Last evening
sharp-snipping scissors cut my hair

and white cream squeezed from a nozzled
...

2.

Love’s loss is
endless.
There will be no recovery
of the thing that is lost –
...

On your far journey,
with the sun at your back,
may you be always meeting
Kindness, Gentleness and Pardon,
...

I was twelve years old.

The one-man band from Duluth
with harmonica
...

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before it recedes
a tide brings you the present
...

Brick by brick
we are building a future
with our own hands -
...

Pens are lifted
and there’s the click;
the shuffling of sheaves as we out-breathe
and then’s the intersection of an insistent bird’s trill;
...

in council houses
and manicured estates -
imagine whistles!
...

Rowen, my first child:
her first glimpse of me / her mum's
first hint of glory.
...

All week,
I’m waiting to go in
to that little, homely, stable-of-a-place
where nothing could be simpler than the grace of God.
...

12.

Lying
caused this blight:
half-light
filtered through chiaroscuro
...

Thank God for Gaia’s winter refusal,
that she turns her back on the sun
and the expense of growth;
inside the deeps and darkness occupied
...

A book of poems
isn’t worth the price of petrol
for someone’s gas-guzzling battle
into work one day by car.
...

One day
another giant will come –
almost certainly a woman
with hindsight and a strong
...

They might be flowers
of mercy
or small emblems of
the sun's
...

Kindness and mercy
outlast the lesser virtues.

Something in the sap's
...

18.

I never saw your dad -
hard, dark
at yon hot
Stirling foundry -
...

She wants to know
what is so special
about this beach –
been here a hundred times before
...

Not now, in August nights - as when
I walked wide sands alone,
where sea pulls shore,
and wished for him who’d paused with me
...

Jacqui Thewless Biography

B.A.(hons.) Creative Writing graduate (Trinity College, Carmarthen, Wales) . All poems, in previous or present forms, are Copyright Jacqui Thewless. All rights reserved. The author, whose surname before marriage was Hardman, lives in Pembrokeshire, West Wales.)

The Best Poem Of Jacqui Thewless

Strange Thoughts, Tonight.

Last evening
sharp-snipping scissors cut my hair

and white cream squeezed from a nozzled
tube in a box turned
my locks
black

and tonight I have strange thoughts
about love
like ash
stirred in a bronze dish with
the stub of my pen


when I wore
a patterned silk kimono
smelling of
patchouli oil
and moved inside the slight
ghost of my long-haired youth

after the lover’s cigarette
I slept
on newly-warmed
white wedding-bed-sheets
then you were green too weighty in-
between my tender thighs


tonight
it must be the waxing
moon
the red lip-stick’s
smiling reflection and my

black cut glossy hair
I have strange thoughts that are
soft shadows flickering
behind the grey eyes
gazing from the nakedness I wear.

Jacqui Thewless Comments

Jacqui Thewless 22 September 2011

TROY ANTHONY DAVIS - P.S.S.R.

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Mae Catherine Godhigh 22 September 2011

Jacqui, soul-stirring and powerful. Thanks for keeping his humanity alive.

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