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The Grind
I must have wished a thousand times
that somehow we could live our lives
for something more.
And I can’t help but wonder why
we strive to keep so much in line,
what is it for?
Can’t you see we spend our time
building what we call “The Grind”,
finding ways to numb the pain it causes.
Blind leading the blind.
Can’t you see we spend our time
building what we call “The Grind”.
What...
Friday 15th March 2024 9:44 pm
The Braithwaite Boy
I knew the Braithwaite boy at school;
I knew him when he started work.
He bagged fruit at the market stall:
Quite slow, but never one to shirk.
His parents lived beside the park;
They were the type to put on airs.
They saw him as an office clerk
Or in the city selling shares.
But he was quiet, often teased,
And ready to accept his place;
The customers seemed...
Tuesday 12th March 2024 4:51 pm
In The Middle
In the middle of life there’s a moment of still.
Reminiscing, regretting, “Is there point in it all?”
Looking out in both ways from the top of the hill
as I tumble and shrink to an infinite small.
For I know forever has no end of days,
it leaves me to contemplate just who I am?
And I know that size never ends in both ways,
when you sit in infinity, is there a plan
...
Saturday 24th February 2024 7:42 pm
No Regret
You can buy land and home
across this world made of stone,
gathering more into barns than the rest.
You can travel and see
every sight there may be
under Heaven from East to the West.
You can spend every day
finding more ways to pay,
grabbing all you can possibly get.
But remember there’s something
worth far more than these…
to die without any...
Saturday 24th February 2024 1:34 am
Destiny
The rock
The rock on a high coast, on which I leant.
Your love, as strong as the rock.
We were
children,
we held eternity blindly; we reached
for a meaning that was greater than life:
destiny.
Destiny - word of fools.
Your eye and mine:
they saw
only a hazed horizon.
Illusion.
Endless line before endless line
losing time to d...
Thursday 22nd February 2024 10:10 am
The Question
Depression and heartache and yearning -
common throughout all the years,
general amongst all the masses,
driven by so many fears.
It’s truly the struggle of ages,
despite born of mansion or cave.
Is life the thing that you’re living,
or is it life that you crave?
It's tied to a question so simple -
just what do you live your life for?
Do you live to live in ...
Wednesday 21st February 2024 3:09 am
New Day
Have you ever come to the end of the day,
and can run the clock back play by play,
and can add it up that supposedly
it was the day it was suppose to be,
but somehow it seems that no time has gone
like a broken record playing on and on,
and you think back through all the things you’ve done -
every day every deed bleeding into one,
and you can’t help but feel just a little ...
Monday 19th February 2024 2:22 am
Today my friend buries her mother
Today my friend buries her mother in a coffin she has painted by hand. Today my friend's father tells her that she has taken on too much responsibility in the matter. She tells me he made her feel like she did not have a choice. Today I will get my hair cut. Today by mid day my friend will have buried her mother. My friend is only twenty four. Her daughter is two. I ask my friend how she has been ...
Tuesday 30th January 2024 8:45 am
Sorrow's Bounty
In a world of plenty, where joy should reign,
A soul wanders lost, drowning in pain.
He has it all, or so it seems,
Yet inside, he's adrift in shattered dreams.
Possessions many, but feelings in drought,
Tears concealed, smiles worn throughout.
Once in a while, breaks down unseen,
In the quiet ache, where joy's been.
Everything's there, yet nothing to hold,
A ...
Friday 19th January 2024 5:35 pm
Heaven Is Raining Down On Me (It Burns, Gods, It Burns)
Cradled in the arms of my mother,
I sway softly to the beat of the sea.
Enjoying the peaceful scenery.
As I lay flat on my back,
wood groaning under the weight of me,
With my eyes directed
to that heavenly scene above me.
Smile lines dancing on my plump cheeks.
When suddenly the song of the sea
turns into a nausea inducing melody.
The gentle hands that used to ...
Tuesday 2nd January 2024 12:23 pm
Muddy
Sitting on a bench,
In a muddle,
My feet in a puddle,
Not noticing
The mud on my shoes,
Just the mud in my mind.
The plaque on the seat,
Reminder of someone passed,
Loved long after their departure,
A life lived and lost,
But remembered forever,
On the bench where I sit
With my muddy shoes,
And muddy min...
Tuesday 2nd January 2024 10:50 am
A Midwinter Daydream
Some days I like to wander free
Let reality's harsh light dim
In hope I'll find new things to see
New worlds to hide within
I wander down forgotten paths
Now overgrown with thistle
And find a draughty little nook
Where the fair wind likes to whistle
I came upon a cottage somewhere
Or, perhaps, I was at rest?
Outside, an old woman stood
In ragged...
Monday 1st January 2024 12:23 pm
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