Poetry Blogs (2013, suicide)
kJ Walker on I never lied in the rose garden. (Cummings and goings) (4 hours ago)
An evening, sitting, wanting, ripping, blackening.
An acerbic wind.
Wait for the train and the glut of passengers to spill out.
The end, endless encircling madness, himself in the wilderness.
Girls, Judas and their selfish wives, lives pass, suck Jesus.
In his selfish mask.
Tormented, pushed down, I’m full: kill, hell thoughts.
Giggle to stifle grief, uncomfortable familiar family and perfe...
Thursday 28th November 2013 1:06 pm
All my life I have been visited by a black dog,
Who brings dark thoughts of death and dying.
This is a coward’s escape in the light of day,
But no light penetrates the darkness I feel.
The decisions I make and the people I lead,
Who trust and respect the results I achieve,
The family I love and the life that I lead,
Make the challenge of now...
Wednesday 30th October 2013 7:50 pm
Lost in limbo,
In these dark woods
Where we dare not go.
But I must find her
And bring her home.
She doesn’t belong here
Amongst the ravenous crows.
The moonlight spears
Like shards of blue glass
Through the thick canopy,
Piercing the black grass.
The trees block me
But I have a promise to keep
And I’ll push on through;
Miles to go before...
Monday 23rd September 2013 8:57 pm
You truly are my automare
My four-wheeled bankruptcy
My fuel-injected money pit
Made from steel and reformed shit
A velour upholstered credit card hit
Five gears of utter hell
We got off to the worst of starts
And it went downhill from there
Grinding brakes and groaning springs
Ropey tyres and front wheel spins
These are a few of my least favourite ...
Wednesday 4th September 2013 5:32 pm
Like a Viper in the Mind
It slithers chillingly inside the brain
The unfortunate one senses its growing presence
As it sinks its venom deep int o the subconscious
Making the bitterness taste sweeter
The soul becomes lost as the venom takes hold
Self loathing and resentment manifest in the poison
Until in desperation decisions are made
To seek help and self comf...
Sunday 1st September 2013 6:05 am
Double glazing, snakeskin shoes
V8 twincam, lightning strikes
Mental illness, Pennine hikes
Great North Runs and parking bays
Eminem meets Peter Glaze
Last bus home and suicide
Cheesecake and formaldehyde
Miniskirts, pay and display
Alloy wheels and Peter Kay
Pop-ups, blouses, USBs
Berlusconi, birds and bees
Tuesday 11th June 2013 3:43 pm
FOR ABSENT FRIENDS
Sunday 7th April 2013 7:17 pm
Saint Stephen's tale
It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith
Degeneration X and anarchy
Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.
Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.
Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.
First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:01 pm