Who wriggles this tongue?
Who bruises us?
When my fingers twitch,
and my muscles knot,
and my panic boils over.
It has been months.
What work has been done to develop these crevasses?
A weeks pay,
Will that smooth out the particular rotted groove?
I find you counting the freckles on their face,
How else could you stomach eye contact?
I wake up screaming words I mu...
Tuesday 26th April 2022 3:53 pm
3 years ago, I viewed frogs as aliens
Now I wonder whether they’re angels
Months ago, I hated the sound of songbirds
Now I write their songs
I tweet along
Everything I did, I did do
It still was
Even if it no longer is
Whatever I am
I still am what I was
Even if I longer am
I was right and now I’m left
But the person I was hasn’t ...
Tuesday 1st February 2022 11:42 am
I felt like a clay pot
once from the earth
Born with spirit, soul cropped
The owners; my guardians, held me
They allowed me to be used
for my true purposes,
not as a pot but a holder of life;
Later, others wanted me to be a pot for use
To look and act like other pots
Or my uniqueness challenged their sameness
So I became like them, soul lost....
Sunday 28th February 2021 8:16 pm
Einstein's mind had depth, Kepler's too
Alchemists once swung on the gallows
Scientists long suffered for anything new
There's little of note in the shallows
Into the shallows you dragged me
Barely enough water to cover my gills
Once I swam free in the open sea
Now its a murderous battle of wills
You keep me indoors out of daylight
To the neighbours I'm a stran...
Friday 24th July 2020 10:52 am
Do we wear a mask or a facade?
Do we disguise who we really are?
Do we laugh or joke or wear a smile?
Though inside we suffer all that while?
Should we say that we are always fine?
Or tell what is really on our mind?
Are we afraid of being judged?
Or that we shall be misunderstood?
Should we keep our troubles to ourselves?
And have no one around to offer help?...
Saturday 11th January 2020 8:04 pm
Our personalities do keep us sane,
And from day to day should be the same
-The same way to think and behave,
Whether you be a king or a slave.
When we go to sleep and after wake,
We should be the same between that break.
To have the same attitude and qualities,
Our role in this world and how to perceive.
The same things that we love and hate.
Each day leading t...
Friday 23rd August 2019 7:17 pm
If you learn from the past
Improving your future
Then you'll achieve the goal
And reach it safely faster
Pay an attention to move
Know the direction to go
Have time to Improve
Act well, not only "show"
Earn your people' regard
And don't cross the fence
Know the value of the word
Now you've got confidence
Sunday 17th February 2019 7:48 pm
My life is beautiful my life is fruitful,
Shout from the highest steeple,
All you peacful people,
"CELEBRATE YOUR LIVES HERE AND NOW"
Milk love just like a cow,
Fortune favours the brave,
So don't be anyones slave,
Live your own life and don't copy no one,
And do your own thing till all the pain has gone,
Don't be superficial or act like a sheep,
Then you will find yo...
Thursday 20th December 2018 5:07 pm
This bed it is a bridge
Of what is real and fantasy
I despise reality
I'd rather keep dreaming
Where I am free
To be alive
Where I will thrive
And my heart can be
Free from knives
I will not cry
I can not feel
I stay in bed to escape what is real
Monday 1st October 2018 1:58 pm
Where have all the boundaries gone?
I cannot differentiate between my life
And that of others.
Virtual, programmed and real.
Which one is me?
Keeping me apart from the rest
Has become an impossible task.
We melt into each others' worlds
And can no longer emerge
With our personality intact.
Dragged into a virtual world
Our lives sucked dry
Until we homogenise.
Saturday 21st April 2018 9:46 am
I think that you are quite unique,
From ear to ear, then down to feet
Sat atop your mind you speak,
Sometimes funny, sometimes sweet
Lots of people seem the same,
They live their lives and play their games
Now and then they use their brains
But not too often, ain't that insane?
You are you and that's what matters
So ignore, the chitter chatter
Small minded t...
Thursday 22nd March 2018 2:13 am
He scratched his temple
And peeled off his eyes
Reveaing his sockets,
I held my breath
I was scared to death
"Please put them back", said I.
They were fake."
Tuesday 21st March 2017 9:43 pm
Before you start reading this piece, I'd like to take your attention for one moment to remember Maggie Turner, the woman whom this piece is about. She was a firecracker of a woman and one of the most inspiring, intelligent, opinionated, caring, compassionate people I've ever known. She said what she thought and wore her heart on her sleeve. Not enough people in this world do that, and I love he...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:24 pm