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Brian Maryon on Not Looking Forward to My Old Age, Specifically Arse Wiping (26 minutes ago)
I am sorry
to see you go,
but know you
will fare well.
You survived hell
and have a great
story to tell.
I know our paths
were meant to cross
and count your departure
as a big loss.
Even though you may
drift far away,
your essence remains.
Our lives are
from your soul flames
and star dust.
Friday 8th February 2019 3:49 pm
Breaking all the shackles
Throwing away all the chains
that were holding her
she finally got rid of the pain
She drew strength
just from within
that was the day she found herself
and realized chasing dreams was not a sin
was not her wish anymore
focusing on herself
became her aim of soul
It was very taxing
To identify her tr...
Monday 31st December 2018 7:36 am
Bury the long dead past let bridges burn behind
Bounty what life holds be cherished full in kind
Nothing stays forever in rapid passing of time
There still be choices to relive your lost prime.
At the end somewhere will be a beckoning light
Ridding built up solitude to future shining bright
Saturday 25th August 2018 7:21 am
Each day, more exhausting than the last.
Time goes far too slowly, or too fast.
you're either extremely low, or elevated.
People either love you, or you're hated.
There is no middle ground
- no inbetween.
Everything is one extreme.
you're either Jekyll or you're Hyde.
It is a never ending fight.
You're a walking contradiction ,
With no explanation,
Monday 18th June 2018 3:58 pm
The times may change
Certainty may become uncertainty
The intended may become the unintended
Your beauty always remains.
The times may change
Invention may become folly
The creator may become the destroyer.
Your beauty always remains.
The times may change
Healing may become the disease
The gift may become the poison
Your beauty always remains.
Friday 27th April 2018 6:48 pm
sighing gaze, relief
up in the sky, floating high
a day's toil and turmoil
now swallowed up, entire
each breath smooth and free
there's even not enough moon
for it to really be blue
Monday 19th March 2018 12:21 pm
new year, new me
new year, same old shit, same broken me.
the games they play will never change
the lies they tell will only grow in numbers
and every one
will erode at my happiness
and reduce what could have been mountains
down to only dirt.
i am broken
i used to be
i try to be
Monday 1st January 2018 6:57 pm
I am my own best friend,
me and my burning pen.
we have been,
my papermate and I
find myself, I lose my way,
I lose myself, I find my way,
I come back around again
then square I go,
Cut the nose, spite the face,
I got pride, I got space,
not a number, not a mistake.
a sheep black as me
so black I am the light,
Thursday 24th August 2017 10:47 am
quiet fills the bracken air
heavy horses graze
once burnished cannons rust
fiery barrels muffled
with thick crimean fur
that hurled ten thousand epitaphs
and turned young men to dust
The gorse is firm and unimpressed
by leather boot or track
the subalterns who charged here
are never coming back
they disappeared in flashes...
Thursday 11th May 2017 12:13 pm
How many times can one person be reinvented
I have run from myself so many times
I have fled from who I am
in order to be someone better
But always I fall short
Always I fail
Always I become someone changed but still the same
Always I leave behind the good
And carry with me the bad
I flee from the things I hate
Like a bat out of hell
I try to outrun the parts of my...
Thursday 27th April 2017 12:56 am
The truth to out
requires a spout,
with a shout.
But tempered words
for Kings and Fools.
From tiny seeds
great forests grow,
so I will speak
the truth I know.
And heed you well
who wish me hushed,
for it’s your voice
that will be crushed.
Friday 21st April 2017 12:12 am
You are the sunshine on a cloudy day,
the bright blue sky breaking through
a rainy afternoon.
The only star in my night sky,
illuminating dreams long lost to me.
I'd swim in your ocean
for all of eternity
and be twice as free
as I ever could have perceived.
My mind doesn't wander
at the sound of your voice.
I feel calm.
I feel peace.
I feel at ease.
I think you're swee...
Wednesday 19th April 2017 7:59 pm
A cacophony of sound beats around
inside my brain, deafening drops.
Sunday misery breaking the silence
of yesterdays. Rainy Mondays,
no hope for tomorrows.
We come and go. We come and go
when the floodgates of pain are open.
Forgiveness closes doors
left ajar in anger.
Time moves forward,
changes are subtle,
Hope does damage to the living dead.
Sunday 16th April 2017 9:12 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
The mob, elites, journalists
As well as poets like I
To our environment-unfriendly bent
Turning a blind eye
Also tardy in asking "Why
We strip of mother nature's green mantle,
While to maintain the statuesque
It gets locked in a sever battle?"
Equally not checking overgrazing,
We allowed fertile soil and sand
Amok,wild floods ride
To a close by touristic lake,
Whose mouth an expansion
Monday 20th February 2017 11:08 am
He left behind his broken wife and his scared son
He left us cold, all alone with no one
The vows, they meant nothing
The promises, broken
I just wish we meant something
More than just empty words spoken
I cried for days at a time
My young son wiped every tear
Leaving us was a crime
And now, it's been 1 year
Sunday 1st January 2017 11:32 pm
Lost my way in the sun,
got lost in my oblivion,
wandered through the maze
inside my brain
found my way
I broke the wires
but I make them pure,
gold like a river
I let it go,
My yellow brick road
will take me home
to the silver blue,
my pure, my sweet,
my golden fire moon.
I fell in lust,
the ego owned ...
Saturday 8th October 2016 12:08 pm
Woodland floors are changing now
as leafed tears drop
and fall from bough,
with all that’s been
to pass somehow,
if only for a season.
The air now chills
to frosted days,
as lovers wend
their separate ways
from pledges made,
they part not giving reason.
Monday 3rd October 2016 6:54 pm
Why does this world try to make me insane?
So much hate, to much anger and pain.
How can this world possibly heal?
When we don't even care how our fellow humans feel.
All these campaigns to stop smoking and drinking,
Why not campaign to stop hurting , start thinking.
Inside this huge universe we share such a small world,
Please human beings, stand up, be bold.
Smile at strangers an...
Sunday 28th August 2016 1:38 pm
I think that I was born on the moon.
But it was never ‘written in the stars’,
I think that when I landed here on earth,
My voice was left behind
Because you can’t hear me.
When I talk,
You can’t hear me,
You look up to God for answers...
And you kiss me like your investigating the saliva for my heritage,
You go inside me like your searching for my identity,
Saturday 21st May 2016 4:40 pm
i watch it all change and i sit back here like a child watching his parents argue across the dinner table not understanding a word waiting for it to change back or change into fireworks and butterflies but i don't know if it will. Because... It's all moved on, everything moves into and out of decay the circle of life is an ouroborus much bigger than i thought it spa...
Monday 9th May 2016 5:52 am
Shuttles soar with seemingly unprecendented motion.
The children's eyes gaze to the floor.
The ground is green and brown and yellow.
The world below cannot bellow.
Sing and hum its' tune.
A melody, sweet melody.
A rotation for all of you.
Its' sweet chillness pressed against the nostrils,
Its' gentle warmth against the skin.
Allow the gaze of the star above,
Monday 25th April 2016 5:27 am
The sense of me
Leaves are slain
From an autumn tree
They shed away
From my reach
What was okay
My form elapses
Moments, they leave
I battle for a map
But I cannot compete
I am nothing more now but montivagant
An older version of myself a monument
Thursday 14th April 2016 2:58 am
I was kind of hoping,
That you would come along,
Like the answer to a prayer,
And the music to a song.
Like the kind of thing that happens,
At a special place and time,
That will change our lives forever,
Like a fantasy of mine.
The fantasy was there before,
I ever knew your name,
And now that I have found you,
We will never be the same.
So, pardon, if I look at you,
Forgive me if I s...
Tuesday 17th November 2015 12:43 pm
If only they could see your beauty,
If only they could see your worth,
If only they could understand that,
South Carolina is the loveliest state on Earth.
If only they could appreciate you,
And everything you will ever do,
From giving them a home forever,
Or even just a helping hand or two.
There is not one thing I would do to change you,
Or alter you in any ...
Sunday 29th March 2015 6:18 am
the day i fell for you, i know i will never forget..
well it was more of a weekend but still time well spent. ⌚
i had no one around, but you were always there..
it made me depend on you, because i knew you really cared..
Tuesday 17th February 2015 5:10 pm
Abstract anxiety eats at razor thinned shins,
Anguish engulfs lost and last,
Previous pretenses portray pessimistic pain,
Friday 24th October 2014 5:09 pm
Flicked flickering sand slices slashes
Pain and anguish portrude pen to paper
Releasing resting relief from crooked corner
Creation creates creativity
Crusty cankers and cracked crevices
Friday 24th October 2014 5:08 pm
Metamorphosis mends mistaken misfortunes
Traumatic tyranny transitions into timid tranquility
Backwards Glances shattered broken ballice
Forward movements free flowing fallacies
Friday 24th October 2014 5:07 pm
As the nineteenth autumn has come upon me,
It’s a whole new world I see.
Treacherous creatures, so often, hush and hide,
And it seemeth to me, a change in tide.
The poetry of soothing sensation has gone,
The glimmering golden glow of the sun is now none.
Some say,’ The Head is battling with the Heart’.
Well ! All Logic has been torn apart.
As I gaze into the vast emptiness
Thursday 18th September 2014 11:04 am
Sunday 22nd June 2014 8:51 am
All we can do makes no difference
All that we see makes it worse
All that we feel is more pain
All that we say is useless
All that we are is dust
All that we want is
We take the
I know that I loved you,
And more than a little,
But now you are gone.
Too heartless to beat,
Too lonely to need,
Too empty to c...
Sunday 29th December 2013 3:32 pm
this autumn morning
is served on the rocks
shaken and stirring
come downpour now
unleash your jotting scribe and
cast the showery runes of fables untried
forge scripts along our droughty lanes
of songs for all that yet remain
or wash away those pages brown,
whelm witness to our temporal sway
we’ll listen to the eager eart...
Thursday 5th September 2013 9:58 pm
Tuesday 30th July 2013 11:06 am
Cold to the touch and as old as time itself, the eons fall by the wayside as the dawns come and go just like rain falling from the sky.
Just now like before things are changing, constantly, forever more.
Nothing stays the same – even the rocks and stones are worn away,
ground away until only sand remains.
Time defeats everything from the dinosaurs to the ic...
Sunday 5th May 2013 7:20 pm
disposed to preserve existing conditions, institutions, etc., or to restore traditional ones,
and to limit change.
Every morning on the TV – It’s just not like what it used to be
Kids these days they’ve got no clue, they RIOT, they’re not POLITE – they don’t appreciate SHITE!
In MY day - i...
Tuesday 5th February 2013 7:07 pm
I think we need a civil war,
‘Cos change can never come from petitions,
Whilst politicians don’t even make the decisions.
And it’s not about royalty or roundhead,
It’s more like Malcom X said there’s field slaves,
And those stuck in the house brain dead.
A civil war,
Overthrowing central banks,
Burning Union flags and oil tanks,
Knocking on ...
Saturday 2nd February 2013 11:02 pm
A full moon, and the tide swollen by rain;
Rain lashing on the window, wild as rage -
My pen is stirring on the unspoilt page
In scribble circles, feeling round this pain.
Like tunnels leading deeper than my mind,
Or ropes in hopeless tangles, loosely curled,
Sprawling intestines looped around the world
My pen describes; this pain is ill-defined.
Thursday 22nd March 2012 11:46 am
There's a change going on I can't see;
is the woman in me dying?
I notice the grays and lines appearing
but something other is steering my course,
the stalk of the Reaper draws close.
When the usefulness of my youth is past
will I at last be free
of the three days of madness
when I want to fuck everything
and the unaccountable sadness
Wednesday 20th July 2011 4:51 pm