Poetry Blogs (2019, Innocence)
| Love is deep as the road is long.
With every breath I live the day do what I can, this is where it begins.
Nobody knows how the story ends.
Moments pass like moving cars on the freeway all trying to get back home.
Look back not to the darkness threw the door. We set out so long ago.
Move my feet to carry on but it beats my heart when you are gone.
Freedom once grace...
Friday 1st February 2019 4:38 pm
My mummy has a lovely pair
That's what my daddy said
And mummy loves his manly ass ;
I heard them from my bed
I'm not sure what it's all about
So I asked the kids at school
They said they didn't really know
But man it sounded cool !!
Thursday 24th January 2019 1:12 am
Those few seconds before the new year
when the countdown begins,
my soul soars with so much hope and joy.
When the ball drops at Times Square,
there is a momentary
return to innocence.
As the confetti flies and music fills the air,
I imagine we are a world at peace...
no worries, no violence, no division,
just a few beautiful seconds of clarity and simplicity
Tuesday 1st January 2019 5:37 am
The first time it happened she was barely nine
it was a simple request
you show me yours and I'll show you mine
she had no interest in what he'd offered to show
but he was two years older and that little bit bolder
he wouldn't listen to her when she said no.
He offered to give her something for her time
she suggested fifty pence
he agreed with a nod and a smile and with that
he bought her...
Thursday 23rd August 2018 3:39 pm
Before we met,
my heart was young,
it showed its reactions
Worn on my sleeve,
it was easy to know,
easy to see feelings
come and go.
But since we've met,
my heart's a closed door,
no-one knows the hurt
or happiness anymore.
Not even you - and you
hold the key but what
is the good when
you don't love me?
Friday 9th February 2018 4:46 am
Thy arm; in twisted triggers tied,
To desolate the air,
Where glass in splinters, diamond eyed,
Rolls bloodied, stair by stair.
Young joy despised, as envy claws
Lest freedom take to flight,
But from the horror of its jaws
Will innocence unite.
Copyright © Simon Austin 2017
Saturday 30th September 2017 8:57 am
I’m not a little girl anymore.
I take off my sleeping Beauty costume
and go in.
No more hiding,
No more waiting.
I have no prince to save me.
I wear no golden shield.
No golden sword
To defend myself.
You threaten me.
I hear the drops:
You’re calling me.
My body ...
Saturday 15th October 2016 12:57 am
Memories of old,
flooding fast through my mind,
some tinged with sadness
and some, sweet sublime.
A fireside reverie shared
with eyes so bright,
an audience of innocence
and excited delight.
The crackling logs
on the fires of time,
the little rapt faces as
you feed them a line.
Of thunder, lightning,
and rain as we run!
Friday 17th July 2015 4:38 pm
Monday 24th December 2012 12:32 am
Flash of a camera.
Shot from a gun.
Click, a distant finger
Exposes the truth,
That you would have buried
Amongst the bodies in the sand.
Rolled over with aggressive force
So no trace could be left
Just red truth seeping into
The mouth of the thirsty beaten ground
Who will excrete the lies
Too hard to digest.
Deceitful coloured vomit
Is left on your h...
Tuesday 5th June 2012 4:44 pm
I’m stuck for what to buy for my 11 year old
So big sister prises herself off Facebook
to help spend my money
(an honourable cause, in her books)
and suddenly we’re flicking through the years
as she remembers the day Santa died
a friend’s house, a dinner table
how adult and child laughed as they stuck the knives in
how she’d wanted to cry, but joined in
Friday 30th December 2011 10:00 am
She loves me to the sun and back
moon, planet, stars
She loves me 100%
(which is as far as you can go)
She has a love chain
and I’m at the top
along with God and Jesus
Below me come family
then the unknown, who are nice
then robbers and murderers
She tells me not to post this
because it’s cheesy
Saturday 22nd October 2011 9:54 am