BLUEPEPPER

Poetry with bite

Tuesday, April 26, 2022

New Poetry by Earl Livings

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Long Haul Flight Learning to leave things undone is a training for death When you set foot on that plane for a long overseas trip what doesn...
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Monday, April 25, 2022

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Bluepepper will once again be open for submissions from 9am 26/4/2022 (AEST).  
Thursday, April 14, 2022

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Bluepepper regrets to announce that we have tested positive for COVID and will not be accepting submissions until our health has improved. S...

New Poetry by Darcy Mueller

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Windows  This room has no windows  No above no below  A single bulb dangles lazily  Casing shadows on your face  As it meets my eye  But all...
Monday, April 11, 2022

New Poetry by Tony Hughes

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That Feeling Like No Other Under the cover. Of a thin, worn corrugated sheet  On a bed.  In a shack. By the sea.  With thunderous southerlie...
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New Poetry by Paul Mitchell

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  Three on the Tree Gold HG Holden Premier nineteen seventy-one sedan with single dint on side door panel installed a decent hi-fi in it pla...
Monday, April 04, 2022

New Poetry by Bradford Middleton

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A Little Bit Longer A miraculous arrival has come along and caused a Massive shift around in mind and room as at last This place feels almos...
Sunday, April 03, 2022

New Poetry by Paul Tanner

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jerk’s circle   there’s the: bloated one who eats all the free biscuits the: chain smoker the: one who keeps draping a veiny chicken fillet ...
Monday, March 28, 2022

New Poetry by John Tustin

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This Hawk There is this hawk That careens along the currents With the sea foam in his eye And the mountain peak Churning in his gut. There i...
Tuesday, March 22, 2022

New Poetry by George Gad Economou

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the swing  the old, dirty tire hanging from two chains  seesaws, always  empty,  it continues to sway praying for one  person to use it, giv...
Monday, March 21, 2022

New Poetry by Rob Schackne

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Caritas My friend has made  an atomic chilli sauce  and given me a small jar  and a warning to be careful  it tastes wonderful  it has a bea...
Wednesday, March 16, 2022

New Poetry by Fred Pollack

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Christiania * Silly to be reading the guidebook on a bench in waning light ... All day the sun had never quite escaped the clouds. But he wa...
Tuesday, March 15, 2022

New Poetry by Aidan Coleman

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Dream Careers Awaken 1.                    Still you have to hang out with other footballers,            their wives and girlfriends. 2.    ...
Monday, March 14, 2022

New Poetry by Robin Cantwell

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Open Mic Night feat. Ernest Hemingway Six bucks for a cup of coffee — glad I didn’t live to see the day. Robot wizards, gizmo galaxies — for...
Sunday, March 13, 2022

New Poetry by Heather Sager

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We danced You and I danced in the living room near the ottoman chair and azure blanket as the guitarist from Mali played through his soul on...
Wednesday, March 09, 2022

New Poetry by Jedediah Smith

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Shall We Gather: Beginning with a Line by Kenneth Patchen See how those stars tramp over heaven, how vagrant trains below wrestle with dark ...
Monday, March 07, 2022

New Poetry by Jason Beale

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A Marriage My wife is sleeping by my side, I hear her breathing in and out in the chilly, early morning air. Now, after nine years together,...
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Sunday, March 06, 2022

New Poetry by Peter Mladinic

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Wake A doughy doll bundled in black sat in a corner, white hair piled in a Gibson bun.  Pecking her doughy cheek I got a whiff of withering....
Sunday, February 20, 2022

New Poetry by Linda Adair

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Steeped in history The afternoon slumps --- habit calls for a cuppa. The mind craves something staunch to reboot as the coffee-fuelled resol...
Monday, February 14, 2022

New Poetry by Jeremy Nathan Marks

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Pidgin (speak white*)  Today I heard a young man speaking in tongues  from a televised platform  in the heart of downtown  Cameras rolled ba...
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