You've already left.
537 miles North of me, of us.
I'll ruffle up to join you in four (agonising) weeks
but to my unconcerned shame,
I'm too sad to sleep in that bed without you, too ungoverned.
Nostalgia, even the warm kind, is too much feeling for me.
Something about it has always made my lipids curdle
and an unpleasant tickle cloud in my brain.
The street ou...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 9:40 am
she seemed like the genuine article
the woman I could love and respect
far from my previous experiences
which were what you might expect
I was a roamer and a schemer
bouncing off women like a ball
on a speedway of hit and miss
love was not on the radar at all
at first glance she was different
quality in the areas that matter
but with a je ne sais quois that...
Thursday 18th February 2021 11:41 am
Green with envy
The color that haunts me
The color that burns so brightly it might be inside me
Inside of my head
Better left unsaid
Just put it to bed
The anger fills a deep void till I become red
Like the color of your face when there was distaste
Wasting my time afraid to fight
Your love was just like the light
The light of traffic so green and red...
Friday 30th October 2020 5:29 am
A poem for my big sister about our grandparents ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once upon a time there were two sisters
And we shared
And yet here we are
So very different.
We shared so much
And yet so very little
A coconut ...
Wednesday 28th October 2020 6:15 am
I see you flowering her
the way you once did me.
Playing virtual footsies,
oozing lyrical chemistry.
Move on they say,
look the other way.
And so it shall be,
my focus is on me.
Sowing wildflower seeds,
shining in the rain,
dancing through the pain,
singing in a field of weeds.
Sunday 27th September 2020 5:41 pm
Deceit tells us: what they have is better than ours
So now we wrestle with discontent
Desiring something that was never our own
Blessings become blurred
When seen through the lens of another
Our sight diminishes
With each gaze and long lusting look
That will never be
Scrolling through standards not set in stone
Thursday 13th August 2020 11:57 am
And yet here we are
So very fucking different
We shared so very much
And yet so very little
A coconut cake girl
To my burnt gingerbread
An exotic orange
To my plain apple
A wanted girl
To my nuisance
A beautiful girl
To my awkwardness
Of aunts and teachers and co...
Monday 6th January 2020 5:09 pm
Past has always chased Future's Present;
for Past envies its favored presence.
Mockery laced with lust
as injections plump busts.
Yet, Children of the Sun
will remain to be shunned.
Hot remains split like us
till we reach Exodus!
Hollowed we lie down deep;
your ass best wake from sleep!
Past was shiny, now played out.
Present is dying and s...
Sunday 19th May 2019 9:01 pm
I am going to do something completely out of spite
i know it's bad it makes me sad it's definetley not right
It's something inside me that takes over when i'm jealous
this certian urge causes me to become rebellious
I will regret this in the future and i will be sorry
as for now i'l do it proud and not have to worry
I apologise in advanced for this
You'll find out some day...
Saturday 17th February 2018 6:08 pm
Unhealthy thoughts they form and sworm inside my head, they all are of you and the things you never did or said, guided by jealousy, the short leash tightens on me, I'm wanting it to rip off my head, in bed at night alone, staring at my blank cell phone, the thought what you could be doing fills me with dread, they say trust is a must, I never understood all that fuss, oh I wish these thoughts wou...
Thursday 19th January 2017 12:07 pm
And in her arms a baby
bright as a daffodil.
Rays of light
from this child.
He remembers a game -
“do you like butter?”
and thinks he sees
a golden glow reflected
on his young wife’s throat…
the baby has
a smile that gleams
audacious as the sun!
as a full breast is nuzzled
Saturday 28th March 2015 3:01 pm
Thor (He's A Jolly Good Fellow)
Another bloody immigrant
has just moved in next door -
he’s North East European
and goes by the name of Thor.
So as good old Mister Farage says
“There ought to be a law
that stops them coming here
cause we can’t take any more”.
He’s got long blonde tussled hair
and a chiselled square jaw
and he’s taking British jobs
at the local Ikea store -
Wednesday 23rd July 2014 11:00 pm
Stop standing on my shadow
Why are you trying to hijack my dreams?
Do you want to be like me?
Do you want to stop me from being myself?
You say you want to inspire me
I feel you conspire against me
Two lovers of creativity
Your opinion of you, far exceeds
That of me.
Edging further forward
Trying to establish yourself
As the master of our trade
Friday 11th July 2014 8:30 pm
You, the non-aligned. Celebrate for its own sake, complement the creative, rough the smooth out of the level question of hate, vitalizing the style of hard-line writing leverage, spurning the potential agendas of a system whose vital interests supress a stronger passion ~ go join, if you must, be the instrument of forced craft, it has a definitive strength that soon runs out of legs, yet b...
Monday 9th June 2014 10:18 pm
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