The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to my show," said a female stage medium. She was on the stage of a small theatre somewhere in Melbourne
"I am Kelly Anne Cross, I am here to entertain you tonight," said the stage medium.
"Hope she does well! It was nice your dad giving her his theatre for the night," said Liz Alexander the wife of the theatre's owner's son.
"Yes me too," said her husband Lance.
...
Monday 6th December 2021 7:38 am
next door neighbor
You,
made me feel something
Something I've been trying to avoid for awhile now.
You,
made me feel safe.
Made me feel loved.
Made me feel like the only girl in the world
In your arms, no bad could happen.
In your arms, I was safe.
In your arms, I was loved.
This unfamiliar feeling made me uneasy
Made me doubtful
Made me question everythi...
Wednesday 9th December 2020 6:59 am
Entreaties
Entreaties
My gums are bleeding again.
There’s a stack of papers that need attention
But I can’t find my glasses.
My truck is making that funny noise.
I sleep too late
Because no one wakes me.
I don’t write
I feel it’s all been said.
I find I’m repeating myself
No one takes me seriously
Your point’s been made:
I am selfish and fickle,
Say whate...
Sunday 10th May 2020 4:55 am
Enough
Michelangelo said the work of art awaited him beneath the slab of marble, merely for him to uncover it. In my own small way I understand that as I write these days. The poem I know is possible waits patiently at the other side across a murky divide and with luck and patience maybe I can reach it, reveal it.
Here is one I wrote about a barbecue years ago in the small town where I lived.
...
Friday 8th May 2020 11:43 pm
complications
Life is simple, yet complicated by seemingly insignificant moments that make all the difference in the end.
It is the unfiltered thoughts that escaped from our mouths in our weakest moments
It is the words that ruined relationships because we were too stubborn to apologise
It is the time that has passed between friendships in which too much has happened to reconnect
It is the memo...
Thursday 30th April 2020 12:50 pm
Always.
Do you still think about me?
Am I one of your painful memories?
Do I cross your mind when you're all alone and trying to sleep?
I can say that all is the truth for me
I'm just a grain of sand and you are the sea.
You wrap around my brain until I can't fucking breathe.
Do you remember trying not to cry?
The day we finally said goodbye.
Feeling like we're alone but surrounded by a hundre...
Monday 8th July 2019 2:12 pm
I will be your moon
Let me move to a new place,
Where none knows my name,
And I know they will start judging,
As Everyone is just the same.
But till then ,
Let me find a new love,
New memories to let go my pain,
You can take my hand,
And please ask me to dance in the rain.
I know our love would break,
Just like all other affairs I had,
Some would say I had no brains,
And I am the reason you are sad,
B...
Sunday 27th January 2019 10:52 am
I'm Sorry
Why say I'm sorry
for something in which
you had no part?
Because, shallow as those
two words may seem...
the gesture plays
a pivotal role in
healing a broken heart.
Thursday 17th January 2019 10:59 pm
Mundane
My insides writhe like pit of snakes
As my mind runs away.
It flees from my mistakes,
Made with good intent,
As fast as my ambition got me there.
Why does my ego tote me around like a child?
Why does it feel like I'm always being punished
By my mundane thoughts?
What am I doing?
Rotting.
I eat the snake.
I abandon my ambition.
I punish myself from now on.
Monday 10th September 2018 9:37 am
Awry
Alone, abandoned, overlooked.
I wake up to a never ending nightmare that I call life.
Insecurities and anxieties blare in as the alarm goes off.
Snooze. Snooze. It's all a ruse, I try to hit snooze in hopes to avoid the nightmare but in this terrible wake there is no snooze so I think, "What is there to lose?"
There's the mistake, don't think, do.
Overthinking leads to overanalyzin...
Wednesday 31st January 2018 6:23 am
Red
My head is full of numbers,
my heart is full of dread
if I go from black to blue
all the rhymes
will come out new.
Red bleeds to yellow
and all the numbers are blue
the three comes in threes and
makes the nine incomplete and
the moon tells the secrets
I'm not meant to keep
it's a message of the future
and the past complete.
A half yellow star sharp
pierces my art.
The ...
Thursday 21st September 2017 5:39 pm
I was young
I was young .. A simple statement that is the answer to many questions I am presented with
Why did you get drunk, and throw up in the hall way?
Why did you leave school, and truant all day?
How did you get pregnant, at just seventeen?
Why did you marry him, given what you had seen?
Doesn't it feel silly, divorcing already?
You're only 21, doesn't your life seem so craz...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 2:32 pm
rudely interrupted
It is the assumption that people tend to reflect and contemplate in the dawn of the night
When noones awake to hear the sorrow in your sobs
When it's too dark to see the weakness in your eyes
And your lonliness enables your imprisoned vulnerability to surface
But what happens when this negativity suddenly seep its way into the happenings of your everyday life
When these mor...
Wednesday 16th November 2016 8:36 pm
Just a Man
Just like any man,
Going through heartbreak.
Just like any man,
Feeling the weight of his mistakes.
Nothing other than a man,
Who has fallen in love.
Nothing other than a man,
Whose heart cannot be absolved.
I am a man alone in my bed,
Thinking of you with a sigh.
I am a man alone in my bed,
Crying over the color of your eyes.
Thursday 23rd June 2016 9:27 pm
Humans & Poets
We are human
And poets
Humans make mistakes
Poets own their faux pas
Endearingly on paper
Making us a uniquely
Fucked up bunch of individuals
Saturday 13th February 2016 7:33 pm
Jail Writings
Jail Writings* (letters to self)
-I dreamt that I woke up in someone else's bunk bed. under the mat I found an array of knives, shanks and "evil" shrine material wrapped up in a mess. Guards dress me like a doll. I guess they found me at virginia avenue in minneapolis. not knowing why is the worst, especially because you were there. drunken idiot.
-even time to waste i...
Saturday 20th April 2013 7:32 am
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