Poetry Blogs (confessional poetry)
If I wanted this poem to be more intimate,
I would address the reader directly, and
invite the reader into my inner world.
I would use second-person pronouns and
share the deeper and darker aspects of
my personality. I would regale the reader
with stories of elation and spiritual fulfillment
along with brutally honest accounts of
self-doubt, anxiety, fear, and loathing.
I might make i...
Friday 29th November 2019 5:36 pm
Notch in my bedspot
I carry you around tonight
Those things I never told you
No matter the lonely hope
Nobody to remind us of humanity
We might kiss
In that way people kiss whilst awaiting
I did it again
Fucking hatred from pore to bone
I can erase you with one more fuck
Your face a memory which each thrust
Your voice a...
Monday 2nd May 2016 10:43 pm
There is a time to please, to appease, to apologise
For the tease, for existence
To apologise for the breasts, and the audacity
To want ownership, to be landed gentry of the manger
To pray less than politely for a lack of invitation from
The testosterone laden entitlement
When you trust him, the deceit still sits
In that firm space between gender specifications and stereot...
Monday 2nd May 2016 10:40 pm