I twist in the night, in anger.
I wake in the morning, in anger.
I know the dreams are just dreams
but the aching is tangible,
it’s at the forefront that I can’t shake.
It’s too early to feel this way, with holes punctured through the heart.
A feeling that I’ve been used as target practice.
Congratulations, you’ve won…
You’ve robbed me yet again from waking with the deli...
Wednesday 2nd December 2020 4:18 am
Here I stand, a broken man
Trying to cope the best I can
Guys are not supposed to cry
We’re macho with our heads held high
But alone I feel a shivering wreck
With mixed up thoughts and mass regrets
Regrets that I just can’t be me
Regrets of the false man you see
Each tiny thought I try to dissect
But each tiny thought then becomes a threat
A threat that I might be exposed
Exposed to tho...
Friday 31st July 2020 1:23 am
Based on the opening scene of Stardust Memories.
The clock ticks in desperation to move us along, to where we belong.
Our eyes remain forward, no longer looking back.
The man in seat 2B sobs with tears streaming down his face. He’s left his life in his old place.
I soak in the faces of passengers around me, stern looks all around.
All longing for company, for answers that c...
Saturday 27th June 2020 6:26 pm
I ran so fast on the path of life,
I forgot from where I had started,
I remembered something suddenly, luckily,
That’s when and why I retarded.
A brook, I fled by had asked to meet,
If eyes weren’t lucky, just to soak my feet…
I never turned back, Salmons tried a lot,
The weeds and the reeds, my eyes never caught.
A cuckoo wanted to share her sorrow,
Monday 20th April 2020 8:30 am
Lie to Me
When the halyard raps the empty staff
and the hurricane screams its rage,
and the water-mountains heave and crash
in their spume-flecked valleys chained,
and I look upon this wild expanse
shouting fury for my pleas,
and ask in dread “Do we stand a chance?”
Please, oh please take pity ….
…. lie to me.
When darkness infiltrates my being,
seeps silent t...
Saturday 10th November 2018 1:39 am
So here we are, all done
At the finish line of a race hard run
A race that no one would ever choose
But once in, one that we just couldn’t lose
Never alone along the way
Always together, in step, come what may
A journey to discover what’s real in life
To realise what we’re truly all about
What we’re made of as man and wife
What shapes our hearts, shapes our souls
Sunday 24th December 2017 10:44 am
You can skew your view
Through the bottom of a glass
But there's nothing you can do
To change the past
Wednesday 20th September 2017 4:33 pm
If time had stopped,
Where you stood and waved -
A hint of a smile that couldn't be erased,
And we forgave each other.
Like, old friends reuniting...
Old stories to tell and old feelings long gone.
You knew while I couldn't figure it out,
As a bystander I heard the news.
I had treated life like a dream,
And you were a form of reality as you stepped right in.
You taught me about the th...
Wednesday 29th June 2016 12:44 pm
Within that morning abyss,
I saw an imposing figure -
Shamed from guilt,
She shied away.
Oh, the sight I saw -
A figure so small,
Hunched over -
A lack of senseless pride.
Wednesday 29th June 2016 12:22 pm
there is a red sun
setting in the mountains
i remembered your letter
on the kitchen table
unraveling the unsteady pulse
of your memory
into the half light
where are the early mornings?
the music playing
quietly as the pale
warmth of the ocean
passes like a mirror
beside the windows
of my car
we each keep sending
our own regrets
Tuesday 28th July 2015 12:03 am
She drags tired heels
across a tainted floor,
poise slightly bowed
and her back is sore.
She holds on her face
a cold marble stare,
a hard life engraved
upon cheeks once so fair.
Her faulting movements,
once graceful; divine,
her aching limbs now
with guile, defy
her final performance
on this dark empty stage,
of a much better age...
Sunday 28th June 2015 9:36 am
There was a man I knew,
not too close, not too far,
as a child he was there
to tend to my scars.
A man with a past,
of that I had no doubt,
a man, when provoked,
who knew how to shout.
A happy man
with a smile for all,
he'd always be there to
pick me up when I'd fall.
And though never far away,
we were never very close,
a sign of those times...
Sunday 17th May 2015 11:54 pm