Poetry Blogs (2018, cruelty)
Cutting the Line
I thought I was underprivileged
Till Dad took me to Billy and Peg’s
Where I came face to face with such desperate folk
Society’s unwanted dregs
Irish Billy and Peg ran a flophouse
Where poor souls paid a bob for the night
To kip, on a length of clothesline
From one wall to t’other pulled tight
The Last Chance Saloon, in the centre of Town
Monday 12th November 2018 6:48 am
A Marriage Of Ghosts
Something old; crumbling bones.
Something new; innocent youth.
Something borrowed; parental beliefs.
A bride forever blue.
Flesh bound to ash and bone.
A knot ties the living and dead.
Union of child and corpse, rotting.
Protection from cursed health and poverty.
Escaping abandonment, in a death shed,
destined by ancestral expectati...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 1:46 pm
The Glowering Mists of Autumn
As I travel life's journey I'm often-times struck
By a vision both novel and possibly true; that serenity
In a dangerous world without luck,
Is impossible; but is there a temporal divinity?
Perhaps the root causes of wonder and joy
Really are in the sky, or on Dante's fine peak,
Or my fireside, where the dance won't annoy
In the compa...
Wednesday 29th November 2017 9:06 am
A smile is life's most Wonderest Gift . It shows a Reaction never to be missed . It lights up a face . Showing a Beutiful sight . Producing an Ora . Saying all is alright . Never stop Smiling .
Friday 18th August 2017 8:18 am
Building a rockery
Robins’ nesting close
Stop work do not startle.
Stop for incoming worms
Love those birds.
Mouths to feed
Stopping with care and wonder.
Hen and Cock, working to ends
Chicks gaped ochre mouths
Cheeping, stop work, move away.
Worm after worm
Rock after rock.
Only rock is dead.
Lovers tiff, leaving permanently.
Friday 6th December 2013 3:19 pm