Poetry Blogs (2012, pain)
Rose Casserley on no more the demanding sound of his snapping fingers (8 minutes ago)
I met a woman at the Blue Nile.
Our first encounter was her attempting to kiss my face. She seems to be in her mid-late fifties/early sixties. She began to tell me that she is okay, over and over again. She began to cry. She told me her sun died. He OD'ed at 39 years old. She watched him die, with his head between the toilet and the sink. Her other sun blamed his brother's death on her. Sh...
Monday 23rd July 2012 7:58 am
You left my body
before you were born.
My freezing body
floated toward the light,
only to be returned
to life by grace
and a prayer.
I was glad to
be alive but bewailed
my unborn child.
My child, did you
leave me because
of my sins?
To leave my sordid
Monday 2nd July 2012 10:01 pm
Relentless June rain juggles summer of performance
To the rolling up of realisation, also someone’s daughter
Equestrian misses whipping mistress, remains martyred loner
Highly billed, sought after, ticketed circus owner
Medium of intuition dangles planchette of indecision
To your high wire of collusion, an in...
Sunday 17th June 2012 6:25 pm
Sunday 25th March 2012 3:01 am
A full moon, and the tide swollen by rain;
Rain lashing on the window, wild as rage -
My pen is stirring on the unspoilt page
In scribble circles, feeling round this pain.
Like tunnels leading deeper than my mind,
Or ropes in hopeless tangles, loosely curled,
Sprawling intestines looped around the world
My pen describes; this pain is ill-defined.
Thursday 22nd March 2012 11:46 am
I loved you once as deeply as any man could Will
and, if the darkest truth were known,
in my heart I love you truly still
Though the distance that lies between us
may seem so very far apart
space and time will not unbind
the aching, raging heart
So farewell my love and lover once
and, as lovers ever true,
we will live and laugh and love again
like lovers that are new
Monday 6th February 2012 11:19 pm
And you claim all your words are true
Then you run from me, saying 'Set me Free'
Such confusion is brought through you
Without such strife if incomplete
Dont play these games no more with me
Far better I'm left to rot here in solitary
And its ...
Monday 16th January 2012 10:09 pm