Poetry Blogs (trouble)
O, they can drive us really mad - our peculiar obsessions.
Are you cleaning all the time or are you buying too many possessions?
Or perhaps you are being miserly and keeping all of your savings.
Or may be you need to do or see something in order to satisfy your cravings.
Is your obsession so odd that no one else can understand?
Has it taken such a hold that it is getting o...
Thursday 22nd August 2019 7:34 pm
Red light wakes me in the morning hours
your side is empty as I call out your name
Broken glass around me on the floor
all my nights and all my days wasted away, his sweet escape
fading further and further away from myself and the house on York road.
Saturday 9th March 2019 2:24 am
You must know
Life is not a show
You go up, you go down
But stop acting like a clown
You may pretend you don't care
Anyway you know what we share
Every time we both meet
We're falling in love a little bit
I do love you but never said
I'll still be like a shade
Will be watching all your moves
One day you'll see it proves
That the one from the past
Was always first to give help fa...
Monday 28th December 2015 8:05 am
Lust consumes those who fall or the trap
Confusion or jealousy twitches above eyes
Desire to amount to more than the simplicity of existing
Desire to feel desired
Tender affection is rejected by violin strings of broken beings
Sympathy will be forbidden, the truth hidden
Blackness only welcomes sin.
Wednesday 14th October 2015 11:33 am
photo credit: Kari Musil
Like whiskey aged
Remembered for it’s bite
Some flavors are acquired taste
Between dark history
And magic fairies
Is a legacy of ghosts
Who will not be stilled
By death or passage into
Weeds are designated
By those with shallow perspectiv...
Sunday 29th December 2013 3:31 am
Almost drowned in it
Just you name it
I’ll have tried
Been traumatised by it
Reduced to tears by it
Laughed and cried
Wished I hadn’t bothered s...
Monday 24th June 2013 4:00 pm
YOUR FAMILY AND I
Well, here we are having a great time thinking
of Christmas and times gone past. We’re so happy
having a laugh and some beers.
I liked the meal you made but I hated
what happened next. It all started over some stupid fags.
Accusations are flying around, it isn’t my fault that I know.
If it’s all arguments and bad feelings, I’m off!
Tuesday 10th January 2012 9:51 pm