Chimera
Why this sense of loss and betrayal
locked behind prison bars of portrayal?
Intestines writhe, so pining for
relief from the blood that I abhor.
We were born as a fragment of a family
we were childlike, optimistic, and free
but we drifted away, shrewdly snared
in our sight, a chimera flared
The shade instigated hate into flaming
firing hate for themself and then others shaming,
overt...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 5:18 am
budding
sprang up and only one loved me
as i kept growing another saw potential for what i could be
i had some periods where i didnt grow and my planter became more distant
my roots started diversing and i went a little haywire, and only the other followed where i went
watering me and had a lot od encouranging words, cutting off the thorns and dead leaves that hurt
as i began to wilt still ...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 10:10 am
In the beginning
In the beginning he would wake at every peculiar sound that came from the babies crib
In the beginning he would bring me a beverage as I fed his son whilst the moon was dimly lit
In the beginning he would rush home from work eager to see the family he created
In the beginning we were the people whom he could be himself and escape with
In the beginning we were enough
He wou...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 2:37 pm
Recent Comments
Carol Congalton on Cheeky Monkey!
3 hours ago
Reggie's Ghost on Afraid of the Rain
3 hours ago
John Coopey on BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS
3 hours ago
John Botterill on Whose words are they, anyway?
3 hours ago
Stephen Atkinson on Why?
4 hours ago
Telboy on AT THE END OF HIS TETHER
4 hours ago
Stephen Atkinson on Saint Rigobert's Graveyard (Grimstone Low)
4 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Doris
8 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on This Better Be Good
9 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on Duping the Duper
9 hours ago