Poetry Blogs (2013, Humanity)
I'm a cliché, a subtle curve in the great cycle of life.
I hold the same importance in the grand scheme of things
as a drop of water or a grain of sand,
yet an integral part of an ocean,
or a monolithic mountain boulder,
a particle of mist in a hurricane
Perhaps we take the form of a hybrid,
Thursday 27th June 2019 3:15 am
Which is not.
What should be,
What should not be.
How to be,
How not to be.
Who will be,
Who will not be.
Where to be,
Where not to be.
What is not.
To choose not.
Thursday 28th March 2019 8:15 am
Off Old Cork road, as you turn into Midleton, rest
stacks of life-saving re-treads. They wait, un-like us
who have ‘Buckley’s Chance’ of reliving their youth.
The largest lay prepared, size neatly stacked,
image-ready, resigned, proudly age un-marked
claiming their fair share of the dumping ground.
Smaller circles know their corporate place, are th...
Saturday 16th March 2019 1:34 am
I found myself in a nightmarish place. There were lots of people, if that’s what you can call them. Some were horribly disfigured. Some seemed to be more demon than human.
These people/demons were cannibals. Eating people they had captured. Some ate them alive ripping them limb from limb. Others preferred them to be killed first and then cooked.
I kept asking, “Why haven’t you eaten me,...
Friday 7th September 2018 4:14 pm
All the goodbyes Ive never said
They haunt me, like some unfinished business.
Im always wondering who is away from me, that is not supposed to be.
Who did I cast away after prides were hurt?
Where are those who hesitantly walked away, while they looked back and noticed I wasnt following?
Oh, who are you kidding?
You give way too many chances.
With some, you...
Thursday 8th March 2018 12:30 pm
We, We are the creation of the universe, Being such that our hatred of others consumes us, Our humanity so sunken in the lies we tell our selves humanity itself so distant, so emotional ,But the humanity within us being self-absorbed who is it to say that we are as that we say that the who can control themselves such that they are no longer self-centered, I can not, you can, not no one can!
Thursday 2nd November 2017 3:22 am
I am a ShaakieraS, A mature, respectable and sophisticated woman, with a massive vocabulary and a passion for words, which borders on obsession. Strangely quiet and reserved , an introverted extrovert yet can be surprisingly witty, accommodating and very outgoing depending on the situation and of course the company. Highly intelligent and sharp-minded choosing to express myself largely through the...
Saturday 19th August 2017 9:34 am
Pieces of Freedom; A personal perspective on Freedom and the deeply intimate significance of the powerful influence it silently wields in my life.
What does "Freedom" mean to you? Personally I believe its not only enjoying basic human rights but celebrating actual freedom everyday. The downside being that it is an everyday thing for us that we tend to forget the significance of it and reduce it to "ordinary" when in fact its the most extraordinary,most divine God given sanctified gift we have. Our free will so precious that our Creator Almig...
Friday 11th August 2017 9:01 am
All humans exclude vibrations. We are all atoms. Sometimes our vibrations sing in harmony with another and its beautiful. Other times they meet and repel. Those individuals who may not agree with you still deserve our compassion and love. Create a higher vibration, until all things are met equal. Flowers bloom in your presence. The ocean calls your name and greets you like an old friend. No longer...
Saturday 10th June 2017 12:15 am
Openness, in a time of terror,
It's not easy is it?
News story after sensationalised
With just one aim-
To drag us in,
Scare us witless,
Send us down,
Stop our daughters from going out,
Just what they wanted, perhaps,
Cancel that trip of fun planned,
Throw blame at misinformation,
I'm talking to everyone,
Holding their nearest and Dearest,
That little bit clos...
Monday 5th June 2017 9:16 pm
An Easter Tragedy
At the Magistrate’s Court in Harare, a crowd gathered outside
weeping for men and women who carry an invisible cross.
Thousands have suffered at the hands of baton-wielding zealots,
masquerading as Police, in a land where lives have little price.
Is this commercialism gone mad? Trading in muscle and limbs
feeding their families with the blood of co...
Monday 17th April 2017 4:23 am
You see that person standing there -
That bipedal quantum being,
They’re most important upon the World
As they calculate their daily living,
They’re so accustomed to the pain
They no longer feel their worth,
But they inward weep for all
The troubles shared upon this
And they’ve never really grown from
The days they slept ...
Monday 20th March 2017 12:54 am
How evil is the mind of Man,
To do the things, as we all can,
Our evolution and history to refuse,
With inhuman profanity and abuse.
The nazis, to the Poles and Jews,
Set a raging firestorm loose,
They laughing, gay with callous calm,
Teased and tortured with unremitting charm,
Destroyed race and ravaged life,
Gorged upon others agony and strife,
To plant their o...
Thursday 19th January 2017 3:03 pm
Where did you learn that from
All that hate behind a gun
You were't born with rage
It came from someone of age
It's the time before yours fault
They teach,death,violence,and assault
What happened to peace and love
Being a nice person,not a thug
Happiness which now a loss
Now money,fame,being boss
Take us back to simpler a time
Where kids weren't involved in crime
But that time has pass...
Thursday 21st July 2016 5:56 am
Rub a dub dub
three men in a tub
drifting to the bottom
of their watery club.
Each day descend new members
raining through the surf
like floating fiery embers
burning out their worth,
reduced to something
less than smoke
deep down submerged
its here they choke.
Where hope succumb’s
to a refugee’s sea,
no longer a burden
to whoever it be,...
Saturday 11th June 2016 12:38 pm
I was standing in line
at the bakers
queuing for the morning bus
in the hope of a job
I was buying flowers for my love
smoking a cigarette
wondering where the next meal
would come from
I was going to tell the boss to stick it
smiling at the memory of you
feeling the sun on my face
wishing blessings on the day
Tuesday 22nd March 2016 2:11 pm
Destroyed by power and prejudice
The blood encrusted brick and concrete dust,
The remains of living, of hope
A memory now
Replaced by pain and hunger
While legs worn and weary,
On shoes broken by endless footsteps
Camp in a pulverized arena
The donated blanket,
The small gifts of living, a hope
A future, I wander, I wander...
Monday 11th January 2016 7:00 pm
Little boy was a thing of great beauty
In Utero of a horrific mind,
imaginations fused together to bear his creation,
the brightest of living beings sculpting death.
What waste, what anti-human action
what futility to kill, to live, to protect and defend.
What genius possessed such once pure minds
to descend to a place where mathematics became death
Saturday 9th January 2016 4:16 pm
I did not ask,
I did not ask to emerge from the firmament,
I did not ask to grow, and learn, and make mistakes and start over,
I did not ask to feed a whole soul by way of wide-eyed wonder,
I did not ask,
To consider my self,
To bear the burden of loving a stranger,
To practice the discipline of forgiving,
I did not ask,
To find my way in the dark and reach out to touch the only force in ...
Wednesday 6th January 2016 11:53 pm
I’ve left my clomping prints on every shore
since Africa was Eden in my youth.
The sand will bear my dent for evermore.
I chewed-up gum-trees with my baby jaw
and bit the dry red heart with my first tooth.
I’ve left my clomping prints on every shore.
Europe roused my growing thirst for war.
Her spirit fired me up, one hundred proof.
The sand will bear my dent for evermore.
Thursday 10th December 2015 10:17 am
I've given my soul to the world in a blinding way. I've allowed for them to speak to me laying their hearts on the floor within these four walls. I have seen humanity at it's worst and again at it's best. The human soul is stronger than we give it credit; it can withstand a storm of cruel words and actions that meant to change even the softest individual into someone who looks out upon the world w...
Saturday 26th September 2015 10:20 pm
Walk down the street and stop to notice the 20 other people walking too. Consider, first these thoughts you have, now consider theirs too.
You know they are thinking, thinking of dinner, of work and of sex but you are merely an observer, a cognitive voyeur. You gaze at them through the telescope of your eye, and they just beyond that glass, are out of reach.
You can never leave your own min...
Tuesday 7th July 2015 3:53 pm
Humanity and Teflon
Have always been analogous
The more money you throw at it
The longer it lasts
But all it takes is one abrasive incident
One idiot with a metal spoon
And from then on
Each and every little thing
Chips away at it
Like a cancer
Or a fork
Thursday 25th June 2015 2:38 pm
Humanity She is bound. Held down by the hands of many, all exclaiming innocence whilst the gagged girl lies fragile fallen flawless, in all but reputation. Meaty hands grope her broken body, caving into primitive desire that destroys virgin innocence, peace defunct.
Sunday 24th May 2015 6:33 pm
Anarchy runs through my bones, A sanctuary, a mind set in stone, No worth in a life without purpose, Enough people around me trying to surplus, Without reason or must. Society isn't run from home, We're fed a diet of lies and bad omens, A curfew on our personal time, Cursing those who brave past the line, Fucking with your mind. Sobriety is harshly overrated, When the priority is to...
Saturday 2nd May 2015 6:16 am
There’s one word that everyone should know and treasure
Hold in reverence for life long companionship and pleasure
Even on the darkest days when pain and distress abound
Family is the one word that can bring a comforting sound
All can benefit if they simply recall their sister & brother
Maybe they are distant people they have yet to discover
In this world there is but o...
Sunday 1st March 2015 9:08 pm
For those who are alive
To see the British newsreel
And remember the spring of 1945.
The British army entered Bergen-Belsen,
The heart of Germany -
The town of beauty and harmony.
Neat gardens, rich farms, …
All around seemed to have only charms.
English soldiers began to admire the place,
In any case, up to the moment
When they felt the smell.
It looked lik...
Tuesday 27th January 2015 8:57 pm
(I'm aware this is a controversial poem and I hope not to offend anyone but I make no conclusions, I only ask questions)
The nature was deteriorating.
The sky was falling down,
raining pieces of ashy soot,
crashing and burning
and you weren't there.
Why weren't you there?
The birds squawked and screeched
and in-between their cries were mine, calling
and I was reaching out to you.
Sunday 31st August 2014 8:34 pm
I break everything I touch; At first seemingly simple- But soon too much, For my games are so nimble. My feelings out of reach- always too far to touch. And not made known through speech; I am an observer- I keep my distance; I am not a conformer- And at times lack resistance. I speak my words carefully, I am a reformer- And I shall go about it tastefully, Though always be straig...
Friday 25th April 2014 4:27 pm
Forever let this place here be
A warning to humanity,
A cry of despair, suffering;
Death in total, unrelenting.
Forever let its soil be bare,
For life shall grow not anywhere,
This place, a scar upon the face
Of mans wickedness, mans disgrace.
Forever let this place here stand
As evidence of evil planned,
A barren wasteland, void of hope,
Where many left in clouds of smoke...
Saturday 19th October 2013 4:10 pm
Pity those who act wild in the midst of anger,
who rant and rave and resort to slander,
for they are hurting beyond the limits of control,
to help them we must find the hurt in their soul...
For some it will be the sudden arrival of pain,
in others there may be some shocking shame,
what matters for all is to seek out the true cause,
and let it be known for it is conjecture that gn...
Tuesday 4th June 2013 6:16 pm
A silence fell upon the city,
contorted shadows twisting moonlight.
Stuttering in a speakeasy seemed so misplaced
bottles rattled flickering like Fedora feathers
in an unforgiving wind.
The wretched odour of deprivation
a stench that sticks and degrades ones existence.
Even by day this city remains a lifeless sap
and by night the vampires feast on thei...
Tuesday 9th April 2013 4:44 pm
We're all in this together,
we're here to represent you.
We will protect the NHS,
pensions, public services, free speech,
the right to protest, journalistic independence
and repair the economy.
But we must keep money
we NEED money.
Generators will not work without capital,
the magnetic pulse of the world will cease
and the crust shall become me...
Tuesday 2nd April 2013 4:38 pm
And fall to my knees.
The earth is cold tonight, my sight
Is sorrowed as I place my hands on its frozen surface,
No furnace to warm me, but bereft.
Here, on the borrowed hour
Of my death.
The frost seeping through my clothes
Chills my bones, I am lost here, alone.
The precipice in front of me is wide, and deep,
But full. I keep my head dipped,
Knowing they watch ...
Thursday 21st March 2013 9:59 pm
Shame - the greatest shambles; a sham
sex and guilt, beauty and modesty; molest
pitted in the stomach like acid,
spat swallowed pity, feeding starvation, an unquenchable famish, unsensibly sore
malnourished habits die hard, and lonely, resentfully
twisting and turning and diving, deprived
Lies for eyes, for ears and the nose; twitch
flies on the flesh of ...
Friday 25th January 2013 5:48 pm
The curtains a cocoon
which I have outgrown
though I dare not venture out
my wings maimed
by an internal eternity.
Some days they open
as the sunlight shines
and snow falls
yet it remains a parallel world
a door to an unfamiliar universe
Even inside plates pile up
like a porcelain possum
Monday 21st January 2013 1:36 pm
I see him at my window tonight.
The moon, full and bright
Casts his dark shadow onto an icy wall.
A familiar silhouette, unmistakable,
Pressed against the pane.
The cold melts his breath into feathery diamonds
Running in thin veins down the thick glass.
His face, hidden and veiled in black
Glances my way and nods;
I nod back
The glass no longer divid...
Monday 14th January 2013 4:43 pm
[tarmac touch supply chain shackle
dead land sprung mixing
business flow pleasure
cargo fed artery drip
green belt boundary destination
misplaced motor-way expansion
catharsis false anatomy
road sweep strategy
cultural access invader hard shoulder
systematic appetite number
lowest common denominator
stamped queue disc...
Wednesday 9th January 2013 5:33 pm
My body is just a shell that I wear,
quite how it looks I have scarcely a care,
for I have no sight to cause me any pain,
or to make me view you with any disdain.
I'm told I have a colour but what does that mean,
perhaps it's like the flavours that I taste in ice cream,
I like the taste of all of those I've ever yet tried,
vanilla, coffee or chocolate, they slide smoothly ins...
Sunday 30th September 2012 8:37 am
Saturday 29th September 2012 11:13 pm
Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,
the elements have freedom,
but what about me?
Trailing from bar to bar
like new age saloons,
why's it so hard
just to find me a home?
I keep on wandering,
wondering where's my milk and honey?
People sippin' on moonshine
or as some call it money.
Mornin' on the desert, and the ...
Sunday 15th April 2012 5:18 pm
Sunday 25th March 2012 3:01 am
Monday 28th June 2010 11:09 am
Trees with dark green leaves
Pock-mark the urban landscape
Like beauteous sores. Oases
In an otherwise unblemished bleakness
Out of place in their naturalness
Rooted in the brown earth
Amid the artificially stunted grass
With an innocent hedge there misplaced.
Trees casting their shadow
Providing shade from the sunlight
That gives them their strength and colour
A contrast heig...
Monday 16th November 2009 5:00 pm
What worlds turn behind your almond eyes, that ready smile,
that childish innocence that lingers long when you are gone?
I feel your warmth through chubby hands and stubby fingers
of a child. You will not make old bones in this cold life
of sticks and stones and superstitious fears. Some careless god
cut short your years; played blackjack with your chromosomes
in a game that ...
Friday 7th August 2009 6:30 pm