Poetry Blogs (2018, inequality)
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
In a warehouse, in a cage a child sits
Clinging to her only comfort a blanket of foil
And whilst we all recoil
at the horror on display
Theresa May declares although it’s not ok
She will wait and chat in her special friend’s ear.... only when he is here
Whilst umbilical cords of family ties
Are severed bleeding out amid cries ..............................
Tuesday 3rd July 2018 12:03 pm
Angry confused divided and misdirected
With morality low and aggressiveness high
Shallow and impulsive realms of perspective
Violence and crime progressively worsening
The streets set the scene for these men to rehearse in
Society eludes a self destructive way of life
& some young men savagely taken by the pierce of a knife
Where art thou compassion, you’ve lost your empa...
Thursday 24th May 2018 10:30 am
Condemning the evil that I clearly see
Condemning the evil inside of me
And you, and every politician priest and Jew
No I’m not antisemitic
So stop with that rhetoric
I’m anti elitist anti inequality
anti facilitating systems that suppress autonomy
It’s just a continuation
of the rise and fall of nations
Empires shifting to the west
They leave destruction a...
Thursday 24th May 2018 10:13 am
So I feel like I've uncovered my own rendition of a super hero power
When I meet a man I can estimate his dick size within an hour
So this may seem a little seedy, a bit sleezy, but when a man overcompensates with money why does he think it will impress me
One guy on a night out handed me his credit card and told me to drink as much as I dare at his expense
I politely declined ...
Friday 25th August 2017 2:01 am
I know it's her fault,
shouldn't of worn that short skirt.
You can't make out her words,
because she speaks slurred.
They're antithetical to her actions,
you think of your own self satisfaction:
"I'll take her no for a yes
because I know what's best."
Desires override your humanity,
whispering in her ears profanities.
You go against her wishes,
stain her purity ...
Saturday 1st July 2017 9:59 am
not enough doctors
not enough nurses
Not enough Policemen
to stand back and do nothing
not enough city planners to
fuck up architectural planning
not enough local reporters
to misrepresent the truth
to the world
people to blame
who will eventually fall on their swords
not enough liars
they just tell the truth...
Friday 29th April 2016 6:37 pm
It’s the final burial ground –
the place where they go to die;
lapping dirt-brown waves;
tourist couples bidding goodbye.
Ships slicing through soundlessly,
as smog adorns the sky.
A pigeon hobbles by on its stump,
while a gull lets out a mournful cry;
beside benches, an old man holds out his cup;
on the cobblestones stands a solitary bride.
A homeless girl leans agai...
Wednesday 30th March 2016 11:40 am
I think I’m addicted to acting the way,
Behaving the way,
No, I never meant to-
No, I never intended to-
didn’t set out to break your heart
I think that it came naturally to me...
Snapping those heart strings it’s what
It’s what I’ve always done best.
Affection is a weapon they say,
Charm is a murderer they say,
The blood you lose...
Wednesday 9th March 2016 7:54 pm
Engorged in the pit,
its jerking head
penetrates the foe.
All around excitedly men watch,
expectantly calculating gains.
Reaching climax now,
one last thrust to strut and preen.
the spattered sawdust matts clawed feet,
and the conquered is cast for meat.
The voyeurs too
Entertainment has not evolve...
Sunday 21st February 2016 11:16 am
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