Every time the glass of your skull
Crashes into the fist of another memory
To crush you where you stand
Because another memory has broken you
Because another memory has entered you
Like intruders, they force their way inside
They punch their way into your attention
They invade your heart
Until you must look at them
All so that they can violate you again
Tuesday 23rd February 2021 6:29 pm
i.(the entrance lobby)
take five, not to tradition, yet die to keep poor, poor kitty strimming
fragmented , as perhaps are, rosebuds that fall in the manner which
sweat tracks roll, dammed, oiled but not waived, by a picture without words
I would be yourself, centred, and shoes should share my nylon net
musk mined in imaginary time and black, yellow, black deep, I thi...
Thursday 21st March 2013 7:20 pm
Hi everyone and welcome once again to my poetry blog.
It's been a while since I last posted which I apologise for but it's been a crazy few months.
I have a new one for you today which is written about a subject we can all sympathise with, the dreaded writers block. Some say it's a myth some live by it and for others it just happens from time to time. I also apologise in advance to a...
Wednesday 22nd February 2012 5:55 pm
I slaver with anticipation
as your taunts fly past
let me grapple you
while your fangs pierce
and vilest venom spreads
numb my soul and mind
let me scream and cringe
agonise upon this page
let blankness reign supreme
slay this potent pen
for all of eternity
make your emptiness pristine
hover around my carcass
you scavenging vultur...
Saturday 29th January 2011 11:08 pm