Poetry Blogs (restlessness)
Painless Torture
This night oh this dark and lovely night where the moon dances with my eyes and till the sun rises again
I have not felt a pain so uneasy as this in years it brings me to the edge of my seat
My heart wont miss a beat
The heavier my eyes grow the more the night glows
And I must refuse to sleep
Body exhausted and my mind a bottomless pit of potential
Thinking of things of old and n...
Monday 23rd April 2018 6:22 pm
The City Shadowed
This poem is about growing old.
The City Shadowed
I cannot remember my name. And
where I came from. Or when I came here.
I am not from this place, this city, and
its silent people, its pale-vaulted sky,
its black shadow silhouettes
flickering lightly across blank walls.
Here the bar staff talk in lilting Irish
cadences, and look straight through you
as ...
Thursday 16th February 2017 5:39 am
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