Poetry Blogs (domestic)
When you are left black and blue, And all he can do Is turn around in bed, And whisper 'so...
Tuesday 4th August 2020 10:25 am
Here we go again with this abuse
you slap me down you say i'm yours to use
you also result to hitting me
taking advantage of my generosity
then you pretend you done nothing at all
When it's time to explain the bruises i'l say "I had a fall"
what do you want me to do ?
Pretend to care about you...
Guess what i don't love you anymore
you're rotten to the core
you dont m...
Sunday 18th February 2018 7:32 pm
A single knife in the kitchen sink.
Its warm blade, used and discarded.
Fresh liquid dissipates gently into the water,
transferring its fragile bond away from the solitary metal.
The gentle waves wash over its sharp edges,
Whilst its owner viciously scrubs at their hands in the pale water.
Once full of dominance and purpose,
It lies there, useless and despised, ...
Friday 19th February 2016 3:06 pm
A sock lies still, alone and crumpled
Her husband left for partners-new
Tumbling midst myriad socky others
Occasionally coming into view.
Front-loader’s rumble whirr and hum
More versatile than Drake’s old drum.
Detergency now far outweighs
Matelot filth of far off days.
As Mr Sock has...
Friday 25th October 2013 12:04 pm
The lady was a goddess in her looks and demeanor. Very beautiful in every way. From the way she swayed her hips to her seductive smile to fluttering her eyelids. It was what wasn’t said that got men’s attention but the hidden and unseen, images placed in their minds eye. Only one man was lucky to own her heart. For a long time they were happy. Then he fucked it up big time. They ha...
Saturday 22nd June 2013 4:03 pm