Poetry Blogs (2019, judgement)
you see inside.
I’m standing there,
without a care,
but looking out,
i’m full of doubts.
I’m projecting pride,
but have nearly died.
He makes my tea,
you see he loves me.
I appear to have done
nothing for it.
My inner voice,
gives me no choice,
where you can’t see,
I slice my extremity,
the blood runs down,
into the family’s dishes....
Wednesday 27th November 2019 6:43 pm
People are anguished and perplexed.
The sea and the waves roar.
Men's hearts are filled with fear,
Wondering what is coming next.
What to say? What to do?
What to do? What to say?
'We must unite', earnest faces announce.
'We must incite', troublemakers grin grim.
'We shall not be moved', grey haired hippies sing
Then sheepishly they rush to shop
Saturday 16th November 2019 9:36 pm
Some may be weak and some may be strong
But it is for neither to look down upon
Those belonging to the other class
Because in the end we’ll know at last
The quality of all men, and how we are the same
From bones to dust, we return to our grave
A dark thought indeed but if you look at it right
Your innermost self might just see the light
The beauty of difference, of change, ...
Saturday 17th September 2016 3:26 am