Poetry Blogs (2012, Dreams)
Into a new dark age
we go, marching,
[of soapbox poetry
there is no want
for many a voice
loudly rail and rant]
the terrain of our
condition and that
of our experience
has changed over
year upon year of
progress that has brought
us closer to the edge
of a generation that
lives on the horizon
peering further on
to challenges invis...
Thursday 20th December 2012 1:18 pm
Well hello my poetic brethren.
The time has come for yet more spewings from the mind to be shared amongst you. This time I have been partially inspired by a book I'm reading at the moment and partially by a dream I had. I'm pretty sure the two were linked anyway. So let me whisk you friends into the mystical world of Sands.
Vision blurred as focus regains
Thursday 18th October 2012 12:46 pm
Z, is it merely a typo for X,
a phone pushed too hard
or misplaced fingers on qwerty keyboard?
Or does Z mean sleep tight?
Alas I can never sleep as tight
as when I finally hold you in my arms
and wake to sunshine even in a perilous Pennine Autumn.
Sunday 2nd September 2012 10:46 pm
So you’ve been a little lost lately,
I’m here to change me by changing you,
Guide the lost down the path until they ready to change against me,
And walk your own way,
I mean what I say so if I can get your okay, I’ll talk these lines away and you can repeat what you may.
You’d probably hate me,
If I was to tell you I won’t debate, see,
I got time in my wake tha...
Saturday 7th April 2012 5:51 pm
Wednesday 22nd February 2012 4:09 pm
Just get over it,
Casual, callous, colloquial.
But love is like an amnesiac's boomerang
just when you thing you've forgotten
the love, and the pain
it swoops like a dragon
whose scales scar sentiments.
It usually hits you,
and even if caught,
it caught you by surprise.
Those who once captured your heart
now hold your heart captive.
Tuesday 10th January 2012 6:13 pm