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Song of agony
I cry for all those overcome
The ones trapped, trapped
Draining souls lost in heat
Etching sins into the glass
Break free I beg of thee
Screams thunder the grey
All this storm, all this fear
Release the hell you hold dear
Do not twirl and twist among it
Go take my hand - leap
Don’t fall to his name - rise
Your light of her and all her’s
Come to the promised k...
Sunday 18th August 2024 11:25 am
Rise/Fall
In the sun you hear me cry
In the moon you see me stand
I rise to your call
I fall to your mercy
My hands rest on your knees
My head bowed in your heart
Too much for me
Too much for sin
Sunday 18th August 2024 11:22 am
Seaboard
days come and go
no stopping them
like leaves that wither on the stem
yellow they drop
no longer free
now mere atoms in eternity
we watch them fall
with them we go
flotsam on that tidal flow
a wave that climbs
into the sky
going none knows where or why
washing the stars
bathing black holes
dousing galaxies like blazing coals
is ...
Saturday 11th September 2021 11:01 am
The Raising Of The Trickster
The Raising Of The Trickster
When the western sky turns slowly into the colour of an old bruise
And the last orange streaks of daylight bleed from the setting sun
A cold white vapour swirls through the fields of corn its fingers prising apart the stalks
As the lands of Albion darken and strange noises start to crawl from the mist.
At the edge of the fields there sprawls a ...
Monday 14th December 2020 4:47 pm
Oh My Soul
Oh my soul must have dropped litter in heaven
Here in earth, on Earth, on earth I am bound.
Oh my soul,
Why did you drop litter in heaven?
Now on earth, with earth, by earth I am ground.
Oh my soul
Rise, strive, and soar to heaven
Redeemed, relieved, rebound.
Friday 11th December 2020 2:34 am
A Declaration
I'm sorry for the things I said
Sorry for the ways I hurt you.
I know sometimes I neglect you,
I find ways to desert you.
I didn't know you wanted me, I didn't know I was allowed
I didn't know I was allowed to love you and keep you for myself.
Your lights, your eyes, your body, your smile,
They're all for me now.
You'll never walk alone,
You'll never feel untouched,
You'll never ha...
Thursday 16th July 2020 3:16 pm
Redemption in the Water
drown in egoism.
how we forget – don’t.
for flicker- shift
this shell ashore,
revive the rolling
carcass and dissect,
drag that black heart
with the colour waves,
bleaching comatose
vanity that presses
with weight of our bodies-
we sunk like sinking
stripping skin for river,
it rowed,
it rowed,
wrapped with those oars
wallow, watch, wallow,
...Wednesday 15th April 2020 5:31 pm
Blank Paper
I start the day with little to no inspiration
Much like everyone else in the world
I also start this poem
With the repetitive voice of exasperation
The sirens are blazing late tonight
As souls are being set on fire
But because of some peoples' perseverence
Loved ones' bodies are also being set alight
Recreational parks are not essential
Travelling out of the wa...
Monday 6th April 2020 10:30 pm
Mulligan
a little brown and white garter snake
lay on my brick floor
brought in by the cats
I picked it up to take it outside
and it lay still
it's markings were southwest woven
rugs from painted desert roadside stands
smooth and cool on my hand
tiny cloverleaf head
ended two spiral curls
of cool gauzy beaded rope
there are no signs of life
in small brick-baske...
Wednesday 24th July 2019 5:38 pm
Close to the Flames
I stood outside the gates of Hell,
Ready to dive headlong into flame,
But you put your hand on my shoulder,
Turned me toward you and kissed my face.
You held me tightly against you and promised
You’d protect me for all eternity.
You assured me I was one of the good ones,
And I never should have been in this place.
You led me from the depths to a softer light,
And we lay,...
Saturday 1st December 2018 1:07 pm
Test Firing
This piece dates from a time when, to put it mildly, I was adrift on a stormy ocean.
Test Firing
I woke from a dream of Huntsmen
cracking with the sound of crashing trees
and found
old men
grinning
as they sledge-hammered
the walls of my room.
They said it was to certify
my apostacy
but when they left
the walls still stood,
dividing my loss
from ...
Wednesday 3rd January 2018 12:41 pm
Heretic
My studies have given me a legacy of interest in many and wide-ranging social, moral and ethical fields and concerns, as well as the politics of power. This piece is a manifestation of that legacy.
"The world is splitting open at my feet like a ripe, juicy watermelon." Sylvia Plath.
On her gravestone: “Even amidst fierce flames, the golden lotus can be planted.” Wu Ch'Eng-En.
He...
Sunday 31st December 2017 11:44 am
Sun
Sun
When I feel my blood boil,
…I close my eyes.
When I feel my heart sink,
…I close my eyes.
When I feel my spirits drain,
…I close my eyes.
When I feel my body buckle,
…I close my eyes.
When I feel my muscles tear,
…I close my eyes.
When I feel my ego shatter,
…I close my eyes.
Whe...
Thursday 23rd June 2016 5:04 pm
Day In/Day Out
The time of labor start once one clocks in
as the money is important for survival.
Better to have it than being flat broke.
Despite what those on the outside peeping in may say,
this man right here isn't flipping patties for nothing.
For he longs to return to his life back home,
which ran smooth like molasses
then snapped in half like a pair of glasses.
As the infallible re...
Monday 13th April 2015 5:10 am
Redemption
Redemption
The black soul of a sinner,
in a numbing amphetamine haze,
listens to the screech of bats
and considers his end of days.
Sitting in the suicide dark
in Marion County, Tennessee,
he has followed the stumbling ghosts
of the Chickamauga Cherokee.
He listens to the whispering water
tempting him in that cave
where he thinks no one will find him
to lay flowers on his grave.
Y...
Wednesday 21st January 2015 10:43 pm
caterpillars
caterpillars
caterpillars caterpillars
everywhere you look
creeping into corners
no one gives a fuck
peering from the darkness
in the shelter of a door
praying for forgiveness
hungry cold and poor
caterpillars caterpillars
down upon their luck
pleading from their makeshift beds
no one gives a fuck
pressing against cold brick
crawling on the floor
crying for their past lives
hun...
Saturday 22nd February 2014 11:45 pm
That Which Autumn Leaves
That Which Autumn Leaves
The clowns were funny in the ring,
as they joked and tumbled and fell -
but in the camp, after the show,
they made our young lives hell.
Still in their masks of garish paint
and drunk on Vodka shots,
they cut and bruised and beat us,
hatching cruel, twisted plots.
I never saw the demons
lurking safe behind the masks
...
Tuesday 14th May 2013 11:50 am
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