Poetry Blogs (2016, loss)
Where were the words
why couldn't we talk
So much I wanted to say
but the words got caught in my throat
Why did the magnet push us apart
when there were words to say
Could it be different at a different time
was it just the timing
I don't know
So off beat
We couldn't get the timing
of the dance
Yet the magnet d...
Friday 9th December 2016 3:21 am
Very surely I’ve been remiss
To imagine you, darling, like this!
Oh, the melded hours have cruelly conspired
To strand me in ecstasies of longing—which I so desired!—
To abandon me to oceans of thoughts of your kiss—
It’s a breathless caress, plunged in the shuddering abyss;
Oh, darling, what bitter elation—what horrible bliss!
I’ve made lists which contain nothing but your name!
And of ...
Tuesday 22nd November 2016 4:08 am
It is the assumption that people tend to reflect and contemplate in the dawn of the night
When noones awake to hear the sorrow in your sobs
When it's too dark to see the weakness in your eyes
And your lonliness enables your imprisoned vulnerability to surface
But what happens when this negativity suddenly seep its way into the happenings of your everyday life
When these mor...
Wednesday 16th November 2016 8:36 pm
You do not go from me violently;
No, but silently I comprehend that—I must forget.
You do not leave me with stentorian curses,
But with empty pages of sorrow; of
Now I face the days of losing you
And nights of spite.
But it is indistinct, reluctant, and not obtrusive, almost translucent;
It is light.
No, you do not leave me in bitter torment,
But only a little out of bre...
Saturday 12th November 2016 2:07 am
Sophia Loren, and Marcello Mastroianni.
She the Sunflower
in the movie of the name,
the background of my night
and to my darkening mood a frame.
Her face so young, so open
as she refuses what she's lost,
cooking, dancing, loving
distraction at all cost.
Yet, by the end she surrenders
to truth and what is real,
her heart no longer shielded
Thursday 22nd September 2016 12:21 pm
The chemical seas wash you closer
and closer again to me
Those chemical seas ride you closer
and then closer again to me, to me
O, how I’ve held a part of my collective breath
kept a little air inside for your return
part of me; poised patiently
as your waves wash through my closing fingers
O, how I’ve quietly tended a small flame for you
landing lights aglow along this heart's runway
Friday 26th August 2016 11:46 pm
They say you remember your first love forever
How pained am I to have you haunting my dreams every night
Burning holes in my heart as I inhale all that we were
They say it's better to have loved than lost
But tell me, isn't that what we did?
We lost our chance to make this what we desired
Did the flame burn low or did I blow it out
I'd rather forget every memory that we were t...
Sunday 24th July 2016 12:13 am
This make-believe story I predicted in my head,
To pieces upon the ground does it fall.
A happiness once experienced -
A security long gone,
And a father I had imagined -
Now a memory in which I had created.
But, the hurt inside is real -
All torn up, how does my heart continue to beat?
A trauma of the past -
Why must I remember what I wish not to?
Wednesday 6th July 2016 10:44 pm
If time had stopped,
Where you stood and waved -
A hint of a smile that couldn't be erased,
And we forgave each other.
Like, old friends reuniting...
Old stories to tell and old feelings long gone.
You knew while I couldn't figure it out,
As a bystander I heard the news.
I had treated life like a dream,
And you were a form of reality as you stepped right in.
You taught me about the th...
Wednesday 29th June 2016 12:44 pm
to the waters and the wild
may never heal.
And gently led
by wing and hand,
and there to wait
until the swell
engulfs us all.
When in such
leave the land
"for the worlds more full of weeping
than we can und...
Wednesday 11th May 2016 7:48 pm
That some should revel
in this pit of death
where lives are gone
and split from joy.
Where on this field
of human play
what’er they say.
undid all human trust,
and Judges Judged
how settled dust.
can set the sunken
Tuesday 26th April 2016 6:26 pm
Sitting in her lounge
nineteen flights up
sipping tea from heirloom china,
no-one really spoke.
The undertaker was in the death room
breaking the rigour,
back and forth
back and forth.
His tea steaming up the bird shit window,
a ring forming on the pristine white sill.
A policewomen disturbed unconcerned neighbours
who loitered in the corridor,
Saturday 23rd April 2016 9:31 am
She lived in Mechelen
of Basque and Belgique blood
opposite a gothic church
a Jupiler neon sign lit her window
They’d sleep on splintered floorboards
and sketch gargoyle shadows on the wall
rarely would they take refuge
she had a husband in Kiev
a sailor of sorts
she cried sometimes
he’d pull away
Six seasons passed
they laid together
the church in...
Tuesday 19th April 2016 10:01 am
Why is my heart indigo?
What could have been became what could have been
All else failed and crimson became me
Was not acquainted with lost before I meet you.
Could not imagine this disdain that inhabits me before I lost you
Felt your warmth from her warmth
Kissed your cheeks through her skin
You gave me life then lost yours living me at indigo
Living me at this cold empty ...
Thursday 14th April 2016 11:49 pm
She was always picturesque in the garden
and the bright pop of colour amidst the grey city
In his words he tried to capture her beauty,
with objective distance, where she was ardent
She coaxed out something within him,
reignited the flames where the chandelier had grown dim
She soothed the heaving seas of his fears
and knew how to brush away his tears
With a firm but intell...
Tuesday 22nd March 2016 10:45 am
I said, my love, I’ve paid my dues,
the ferryman awaits,
though he does not wait for you.
We sat in silence as he guided his ship,
slicing through the slick ink of the Styx.
He helped me onto the dock with one
withered, sympathetic arm.
The dog and its three heads turned
to me, watching pensively.
They gave a yip; and beside the fallen tree,
a lone, bent-backed man pu...
Sunday 20th March 2016 10:25 am
a letter from you. It is typed,
in Times New Roman, font 12.
Your way of saying goodbye.
I never got to say anything back.
Face to face,
we only knew how to laugh
at each other. No point in being serious,
it can’t be serious.
I read it once and never again
because I know exactly what you mean
when you say it’s like leaping back into a hedge of thorns.
Saturday 12th March 2016 5:54 pm
You and I met at the most unfortunate time:
Shrieks of bodies being torn apart
Filled my ears as I looked into your eyes -
Earthy hazel, a grounding, on which I could rely.
Hell was bearing down on us, and yet I
Did not cry; we emerged, intact, but apart,
And for the moment, swallowed the lie.
Years of companionship spent in uniform stride
Into wanton ruin where only ...
Thursday 3rd March 2016 5:55 pm
Each beautiful shrouded night
grey matter deleted
its usefulness forgotten
memory banks depleted
Each day a little vacant space
filled with nothing new
Writing at his desk
he notices the tremor
Mother looks on
forty years back
steady and true
come to all,
they’ll come to you.
Thursday 11th February 2016 6:31 pm
The Dark & The Light
This cruel winter
claims its marionettes
in a heartbeat.
The dark man
raised from the black rock.
as the glittering light
cascades over the road,
casting long shadows.
He sees a face
and then another
and then another,
a rainbow chameleon
changing with the wind,
Monday 11th January 2016 8:16 pm