A Tree In The Elephant’s Graveyard
It began with a pen
beneath a tree.
upon a rat
to rest awhile.
The paper was white
and stared at me
The pen hovered,
around My neck.
I thought of stars
of gouache landscapes.
Still the paper
fuck the pen.
Monday 17th November 2014 8:13 pm
Everyday is a journey.
Everyday something is learned.
Everyday each one of us is loved.
And everyday is a brand new day.
But, like you and everyone else
I will take my last breath
and say my last goodbyes.
And when I do
don't feel sorrow
because one day
we will all have to leave.
So, when that day comes
know that I'll be watching
over you from above,
know that I'll always be wi...
Friday 24th October 2014 10:07 pm
On a cold chilly night
I sat and watched
my one true love
Then falling from the sky
was the first snow fall
just right before
she took her last breath.
She then whispered
her last goodbye
and kissed me once more.
Not a second later
her body went cold,
no heart beat was heard,
and no more life inside her.
The angels have took her
to a better place
where she was gi...
Friday 24th October 2014 4:41 am
My heart has never loved
and will never be loved.
My heart has been shattered
to many times to keep track.
My heart has been let down
through dreams and hopes
of someone actually loving me.
It has dwindled. It has hardened.
And now my heart is useless.
My heart was once strong though now its not
because of all the damage i had let happe...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:55 am
Do you hear that?
Its the sound
of your beating heart.
And theres a reason why
it continues to beat.
So, don't hurt yourself or end it
because, someone has hurt you
emotionally or physically.
I say this because, I had also
thought about ending my own life
because, of others had hurt me.
Listen to me...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:15 am
should always be like this
early mourning dew
in the eyes of those gathered
under a slate grey sky
(not blasphemous blue)
whose heavy tears
the golden Judas kiss
of leaves crackling
beneath disrobed trees
betraying the sadness
with their joyful colour
the heavy damp sods of earth
clinging close to the coffin
like the grief
Friday 10th October 2014 7:14 pm
Gossamer-silk strands wove into artwork,
Hung on bramble, glistening with morning dew,
Frail as a whisper, destroyed by one rainfall
And the artist must start his creation anew.
But don't be fooled by its delicacy!
The web holds a license to kill
Its grip of death with embrace you
And its Monster, concealed, lurks in shadows, so still.
So when dancing, nonchalant, through the ai...
Tuesday 7th October 2014 2:46 pm
your hand rests
on the edge
of the kitchen table
there is no
only the light fading
like the slow
leaking of breath
an apple sits
on the counter
soft lines curving
into the white
shadow of the wall
we take the curtain
turning like a page
in restless sleep
and the sound
of the rain
murmurs cold against
Friday 3rd October 2014 9:30 pm
When all the laughter stops, when it abides,
And all the tears of joy begin to dry,
When all the world looks up from aching sides,
And all the breathlessness allows a sigh.
A light, so brightly shining starts to wane,
But hidden out of sight, battles in vain.
When all the smiles are full, when they recede,
And straighten out into a furrowed frown,
When all the life in vibrancy concedes...
Tuesday 12th August 2014 10:49 pm
Silly little Puppy,
silly little Dog.
she's an attention hog.
I love her
with her I
love to play.
But sometimes I
wish she'd just
For just a
to give me
she does test.
Tuesday 12th August 2014 6:22 pm
The most unnatural thing in this world
Is a parent
Burying their child
Having to send their little angel back home to God
Losing a piece of their soul no amount of time will ever return
Seeing the ghost of that lost child age alongside their other children
Car seat empty in the back of truck
Birthdays pass with no growth to show for
No graduations to celebrate
One less daughter to walk ...
Wednesday 6th August 2014 5:36 pm
But one single bullet, from barrel to throat,
Choked and opened the wounds of the world,
Unfurled in the seat of a phaeton,
Played on like the most tragic of tragedies,
Greek in essence but eastern in substance,
As Sophie wilts in the lap of Austria,
A single shot through the heart of a continent,
The blood racing fast to the carriage beneath,
Signals the start of relentless war lines,
Monday 28th July 2014 11:51 pm
An Angel Bathes In Tears
Diniel rested for a second
and turned his eyes away
from those that he was caring for
and in that moment all was lost.
Now he bathes in the cascades
of acidic human tears
that flood the world with grief.
Erosive and corrosive
at the passing of infant souls
in a war that has no meaning
in a world that has no morals.
Now his dainty angel features
Friday 25th July 2014 2:30 pm
His Mother makes them both a snack
Jamal, he sits out in the back
Upon an empty old rice sack
Flip-flops and bottle tops
In Gaza, fun for girls and boys
Are simple things that make no noise
For Jamal they're his favourite toys
Flip-flops and bottle tops
He plays outside in rubble dust
His Mother smiles and is not fussed
It's safer there but only just...
Friday 18th July 2014 5:18 pm
It's not death that comes
its life that passes.
And all that’s left
must turn to ashes.
The sun will rise
and the moon will pass,
and the next day comes
when the night slips past.
So death cannot come
and make a claim,
for time moves on
and soothes the pain.
Friday 11th July 2014 8:11 pm
A sound that penetrates
The hearts of all around.
Her heart explodes
She crumbles to the ground.
Her childhood stolen
With the burst of a pea.
Gone forever, gone
Her brain not meant to be.
The love stops here
A cry for help.
Come back to her
The child needs yo...
Friday 27th June 2014 8:52 pm
“YOUR COUNTRY NEEDS YOU”
We’re going to war boys,
we’re going to war,
Lord Kitchener asked us
so we formed a corps.
Joe and Jack from the factory,
Ted and Jim from the farm,
the recruiting sergeant assures us
that there’s little chance of harm.
We’re part of the great pals army
and we’ve fallen for his charm
as we march away to war.
We’re in the war boys,
we’re in the ...
Wednesday 25th June 2014 9:01 pm
Today I found a poisoned well,
Useless as my water pail.
No life it gives that I can tell,
Just an acrid sulfur smell.
Tuesday 24th June 2014 7:42 am
Thirteen Thirteen Thirty One
I Sat In The Barbers Chair
Paid My Money To Leave A Little Balder
Picked Up A Paper
Ten Year Old Dies Of Cancer
Turned The Page
Became The Page Turner
Next Article Read;
Six Year Old Drowned With Pet Cat By Mother
Turned Out Mother Was A Drug Addict and Had A Bad Trip
I Once Went To Eastbourne
That Trip Wasn't Much Better
Turned Another Page
The Page Turne...
Wednesday 28th May 2014 2:13 pm
The series from Billy Connolly on the subject of death was both interesting and "laugh out loud"
entertaining - as only he can be.
I'm not into man-made religion. The teaching that Jesus was a simple man clad in the simplest
garments hardly goes hand in hand with the luxurious trappings of the "ranks" of the organised
church. And any religion with no joyous songs needn't bother knoc...
Thursday 15th May 2014 4:56 pm
Home By Christmas
I fear I let my feelings rule my head,
that you would have no trouble getting leave.
You would be home by Christmas as they said.
All through the Autumn, sleeping cold in bed,
I dreamt of all our marriage would achieve.
I fear I let my feelings rule my head.
Not since the day that both of us were wed
had we missed carols, sung that holy eve.
You would be home by Ch...
Wednesday 14th May 2014 2:15 pm
And I will say - now I am become fire.
The liar, the thief, stirred underneath
In golden chasms burst forth
Unto wrought iron skies
Shedding white scales
Upon the veils of the red.
And I will say - now I am become faith.
The wraith deity, gravity defiler
Tied to the fate, the hate
Of beaten idols
Lying in scattered pieces
Upon barren soils.
And I will say - now I am becom...
Monday 28th April 2014 3:22 pm
You dropped like Peter Pan into the nursery,
And taught the younger children how to fly.
You left your shadow, which we burn in ceremony,
To set your spirit free into the sky.
They took you from your Highgate pram, (not Kensington)
From place to place your infant soul was tossed,
To settle here and there, a gentle gatekeeper.
Your sweet smile welcomed in the lo...
Wednesday 2nd April 2014 8:51 pm
TIMES BROKEN ARROW
And the world keeps rocking to the sound of the void
Spinning through time, a pirouette we can't avoid
And what have you done today
Did the fool on his errand slip by
Did you have much to say
As his time in your life seemed to fly
And the world keeps spinning into uncertain futures
The wounds in it's crust needing serious sutures
And what have you done today
Wednesday 12th March 2014 2:18 am
You drive your Mini in mad rush hour traffic
dodging buses like a pinball.
Thinking your 3-inch steel bullbars
will be strong enough to protect you.
Okay, wrong turn! Hit a wagon and see you burn
as Mini explodes and you die very badly.
Your Mini totalled in your crazy gamble but your
3-inch bullbars are still nice and shiny,
my squash hea...
Tuesday 11th February 2014 8:52 pm
Her face was peppered with white powder,
The prouder part of her slender frame
Lay still, a weary head on a pillow
By an open window four floors away.
Eyes of glass catch hazed reflections
From the direction of London lamps
Lighting themselves one by one,
But she does not smile at their amber gleam
Whilst the seams of her soul come undone.
Vague melt solidifies natures crime scene.
Thursday 23rd January 2014 12:02 pm
FACE A GUN
How many soldiers were court-martialled,
shot dead, coz of an error of judgement?
“You Private! Take that forty litres of water to A Platoon.”
Fog of war and shell shock.
No water and a bullet in the head.
Of 317 British soldiers in our war to end all wars,
were any of them like the above?
Executed for cowardice in the face of the enemy.
Running scared or...
Monday 20th January 2014 3:35 pm
the cosmic cowboy
on a deadly cocktail
of alcohol and morphine
to ease the pain
to ease the heartache
to ease the way
to a friendless funeral
in a cheap hearse
five gallons of gasoline
and a lighted match
in an open coffin at Cap Rock
under the Joshua trees
a blazing fireball
of wasted dreams
a flame so bri...
Friday 17th January 2014 7:22 pm
Hurricane fighter plane dives through clouds towards the ground,
he goes down through the thick grey murk, no one can see him or knows
where he is going.
His wingmen landed some time ago and still there is no trace of him.
Is he gone, his plane so many smashed pieces of metal or burnt ash?
The dogfight was fast and swift with many planes turning and rolling
Wednesday 1st January 2014 9:14 pm