I am more than my sexuality. My job. My pleasure. My image.
I am my past
my future, my lessons,
my life, my heart, my fears.
My skin aches to be loved and my eyes to be seen,
my ears to be heard,
.. me... ME... to be seen.
My passion, is not simply created and finished between my legs,
between my thighs,
but flows within my body like glitter in the wind....
Friday 31st December 2021 9:20 am
My face, screaming in silence.
Unable to contain myself, unable to hide
Muscles forming without consent
Ripping through my flesh in dismay
Look at yourself
Again, again, again, today.
For my emotions cannot be silenced
My insides demand, demand, demand
To be released
Stop, they scream at me
Do you know how hard it is to be around...
Friday 31st December 2021 9:17 am
This morning, I played an old record
- the one you always turned off
Just to hear the music with my own ears
It had as much dust
As all the mornings I didn't listen to it
Because your ears didn't want to
Last night I wore that dress, the one you don't like
Just to see how it suits me
- through my own eyes
And when you saw me
you told me I was beautiful
Friday 12th March 2021 6:01 pm
It is going to come
as some surprise
To those who think
that I am wise
But I hardly know
what's right to do
And I've probably done
far less than you
I'm nothing much
make nothing different
I'm usually stuck
so much for wisdom
It makes me sad
to fall so short
Not what I hoped
I'd be at all.
But this is not
the final me
I can be more
than what I've been
Friday 12th February 2021 4:14 am
I am the real deal, and so are you.
But what is the real deal?
Is it all of the cards we're given
Or the purpose of absolutely everything?
Or is it the sum of both?
We are the real deal
And we are finding out what that is.
Tuesday 26th January 2021 8:32 am
Just for a moment think.
Just for a moment dream.
What if this world were different,
If it isn’t as it seems?
Sunday 10th January 2021 3:57 am
From the spirit to the soul
From the soul to the heart
From the heart to the brain
From the brain to the throat
From the throat to the mouth
From one mouth to the next
From one language to another
Through the experiences
And the emotions of each listener
The original message
Is ever and forever
Lost in translation
And only if only
Sunday 3rd January 2021 2:55 am
There is greater evil in this world,
And greater good, than we ever perceive.
There is far more wrong, and far more right,
Than we ever believe.
There is only ourselves out there,
And whatever we imagine.
There is just our self to turn to,
To retain our balance.
It isn't what we meet in life
But how we choose to meet it.
It isn't what turns out in life
But what we do about it.
Monday 21st December 2020 6:44 am
'Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who is the ugliest of them all'.
Hearing the answer gotten so sad,
For the looks of it, he was not so bad.
Seeing himself ugly in every face,
But it was just his perception not the case.
Thinking of this day and night,
Forgetting the beauty was not in the face but inside.
Again giving himself a chance, he gathered courage.
Asking one more question, like a sag...
Sunday 30th August 2020 12:56 pm
He bows at her body, thankful and polite, acknowledges the service, plays the part.
She smiles at stories, smart enough to be cynical but hopeful enough to be happy.
He takes out a notepad and pretends not to watch for a reaction
As she reads his silver words
As she reads his mind through the blunt tool of his silver words.
He thinks he’s wrong because she told h...
Friday 18th January 2019 5:49 pm
As we sat
of the wall
I could see a shade of green
in the blue
The next table
We called it
I wondered if that lady
at the next ta...
Tuesday 16th October 2018 11:28 pm
I languish in lack
Abound in absence
And my visage
If anything at all.
Imitation is flattery,
Who know nothing
My emotionless adoration
Exists in your vision,
Beautifully speculative and subjective.
Who exists in terms of self?
Without an other,
Familiarity is absurd.
Who can know
What he always sees?
In this way,
I present myself...
Wednesday 4th January 2017 6:51 pm
Quickly pitting his wit
against an enemy
he reaches for his gun
the barrel is empty
the chamber clicks echo
Staggered staggering speed
as they close in he thinks
again which way to run
the white sedated walls
scream fear, shrinking backwards
A thorn through a window
whisperingly draws blood
as it strokes his cheek
Friday 1st March 2013 9:22 pm
Fear, expresses no emotion.
It neither wraps itself
In cotton anger, or
It lives in the deepest part;
Of your dream.
Taking up room -
Where the life-force should be.
This living ghost,
It does not chew it's food,
It devours it.
No table is enough to
Satisfy it's cravings.
When every opportunity feeds
Thursday 29th September 2011 11:06 pm