Poetry Blogs (2018, No)
LEON STOLGARD on On seeing a photo of an old friend now stricken with ALS - for Laura (35 minutes ago)
So much pain I try to keep it tamed
We grew up different we not the same
The shit u do is fine the shit I do draw the line
Yo family there when u fall
My family flat out don’t care
U had everything
I had to jugg everything
I guess sometimes life ain’t fair
It’s more to me then a ugky face with long hair
Always been small but ion have fear
Some nights I couldn’t sleep
Thursday 31st May 2018 3:19 am
If I went to a professional they'd probably say it started when I was younger
Which begs the question why it didn't affect my older brother
Maybe it's just the way my brain is wired
I'm just so god damn sick and tired
Of being so damn sick and tired
Why am I always so fucking tired?
I just go through the motions
All the days just blend together
The only thing keeping me going
Is the hopes...
Monday 15th January 2018 9:52 pm
The beauty of the neighborhood would only be strengthened
By the sound of the laughter of the children whose clothes are hanging
Drying and soaking up air and sunlight
Gently swaying in soft air
I'm dreaming of laying on their bright grass
Stretched out and purring between the blades
I'd hope they would not think it strange
When I say
Red doors hold such beauty
Thursday 9th March 2017 5:30 pm
Because I totally didn't listen to your problems,
I didn't vow to not tell your best friend something,
I didn't try to help you, I didn't care about you...
Oh wait, I did.
I didn't realize me trying to be your friend meant nothing to you, though.
Lost for you.
Tuesday 23rd August 2016 12:13 pm
Just say no to corrupt politicians,
lying and cheating with their secret missions.
Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye
then stealing its lolly and watching it cry.
Just say no to the corrupt EU,
actually achieving what Hitler failed to do.
A European State to control one and all,
watch as our borders and our nations fall.
Just say no to the media lies
Tuesday 23rd June 2015 10:24 am
No one but me
I’m not what I was
nor wanted to be
not happy not sad
not bandaged not free
not one in a million
not one of the crowd
nor particularly loud
I’m not one of them
and I’m not one of those
I’m not into fashionbut I do wear their clothes
my looks are quite normal
for those who can see
though shorter ...
Friday 31st January 2014 11:23 am
I wish I could reach into my head and
Squeeze you from my brain.
Like as if I could leave our little patch of history in a pool by my feet,
And watch memories sweep the floor like tiny sand storms.
I wish I could replace our words with silence,
Our touches with atmosphere,
And our love with repulsion but you ripped my soul from my chest and took it with you,
Monday 17th September 2012 6:22 pm