Poetry Blogs (rollercoaster)
David Franks on WEEKLY WALKABOUTSVERSE, E.G., 222 of 230: FROM THE MINORITY (23 hours ago)
When you told me we were done
That you were thinking of leaving
I tried my best to mend my ways
For dread you'd leave me grieving
I've lately grown used to keeping
The hours that blackbirds keep
Awake by your side till dawn breaks
A condemned man waiting for sleep
On tenterhooks I just get by
Waiting for your decision
Blackbirds sing their songs
Friday 24th April 2020 11:09 am
Whenever the bell rings.
Time to change so soon?
Oh thankyou for the gloom
Its not like I needed mental room
I'll just listen to your tune.
Is it time for bed,
Or are you not done yet?
This endless strain of thoughts
Feeling like I'm making a case In front of the courts
Barely awake, but barely conscious?
You'll wish you'd had your bedroom blessed
Wednesday 22nd August 2018 5:24 pm
I ride the rollercoaster – up so high before plummeting low,
All panic and joy and vertigo,
Before making the climb back to the sky,
Why not try to fly,
Before freefalling to the depths again I go.
And so repeats this loop of life – this joyful ride,
The intensity inside,
A pressure built, ready to blow,
A waterfall of living flows back int...
Wednesday 4th January 2017 6:20 am