Poetry Blogs (2018, future)
You sit alone and talk
of nothing but the past
Is there anything that
will urge you to think
of things to come
or is your life
already at an end?
Defeated and distorted
your sole source of hope
your only child
She is not who you are
or should ever be.
Be the person you had hoped
when in youthful years.
He lies there dormant
deep inside you
Thursday 13th September 2018 8:05 pm
I live six hours in the future,
Relative to family and other loved ones.
I wake each morning to news of the world
As the Atlantic Ocean shields them
From dreadful awareness a bit longer.
I know the missiles are airborne,
The tsunami approaches,
The revolution has kicked off,
Or just that the avocado yield was low.
I’m fighting the urge to scream,
To call, to...
Wednesday 6th June 2018 4:28 pm
My love, I need you.
Here I am falling in love with the beauty of the world.
Waiting for you, as if it were the end of the world.
I do not mind the wait,
I have the time.
But I have to be honest,
I need you.
I've felt you before,
and that's fine
Someday I'll see you,
and I'll know.
And even if you do not know, it's fine.
I have love to give and loves will ...
Sunday 3rd June 2018 3:56 am
I had been feeling sad and lonely. I decided to go back into the past and visit my childhood home. When I arrived, my sister, mother, and brother were sitting at the kitchen table having a meal. I walked in and said, “Hello.” They welcomed me warmly and asked, “How have you been?”
In a short while my Father joined us and demanded to know, “Why are you here?” I was taken aback and said, “I’m lon...
Thursday 12th April 2018 4:30 pm
Haunted by ghosts from a distant past of mine
that remain hidden from my memory
but lie embedded somewhere in that cerebral mass.
Thinking of a present fraught with dilemma
residing at the forefront of my brain
Fermenting both fear and worry, and causing distress.
Dreaming of a future full of brightness
Floating above my corporeal form
Building and creating a beau...
Monday 9th April 2018 7:57 pm
I represent the entirety of my peers.
I represent my profession, my passions, humanity, the man on the street.
I represent the homeless, the loveless, those with respect and those I respect.
I represent you, I represent me, I represent what "they say".
I represent facts, I represent theories, I represent questions, ideals and ideas.
I represent dreams, I represent fears,
Saturday 10th March 2018 8:26 pm
¿Le gusta este jardín, que es suyo? ¡Evite que sus hijos lo destruyan!
Malcolm Lowry 1
It had been a good party...
As more arrived, we decided we had to go -
Too quickly; or perhaps too slow
For some, who said it would be best
For most if not the rest
Uncaring of the past
Or the gloom we cast
Bickering with old friends
About the future trends
Saturday 3rd March 2018 5:33 pm
The sand was always hot
beside the white dunes and the coarse grass
The sea was always blue
between the black rocks and the horizon haze
The beach was always ours
between the seagull shout and the distant crowd
We were always alone
between the far world and our near union
Monday 29th January 2018 11:59 am