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.

Monday, March 27, 2017

Going Home - in memoriam

This poem has been posted previously on this blog, but not in this (imaged) form - as yesterday was Mothering Sunday / Mother's Day I felt it appropriate to share

Friday, March 24, 2017

Nightscape with Rainfall -- re-post

Nightscape with Rainfall

The rudiments of fear
trace each step;
the hollow echoes
dampered by the rain.

Haunted by absences -
the lack
of any company
to take the chill away -

a sudden surge
of cowardice betrays
his vanity.

The rudiments of fear
trace each step,
the hollow echo
silenced by the rain.

The last bedraggled remnant
of false pride
lies submerged
in his timid haste.

                       Malcolm Evison

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 -
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 

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



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

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