Poetry Blogs (2019, disillusionment)
Don Matthews on COS HE'S A LIAR (BUT YOU'RE NOT BOTHERED THAT HE LIES (1 hour ago)
poemagraphic on COS HE'S A LIAR (BUT YOU'RE NOT BOTHERED THAT HE LIES (2 hours ago)
M.C. Newberry on COS HE'S A LIAR (BUT YOU'RE NOT BOTHERED THAT HE LIES (2 hours ago)
It’s easy to give in to being depressed
To savour life’s taste and yet feel second best
To challenge yourself to win the prize
Only to find that it’s empty, worthless and composed of lies.
What’s the use of trying hard?
When others don’t and can still reach behind your guard
To juggle the balls and keep them in place
To use every bit of effort and find you weren’t even entered in the race.
Saturday 19th October 2019 8:48 am
Life is full of illusion,
a process of disillusion.
No perfection in decay.
to be reborn,
to be all that I am
Oblivion only comes
to those that seek it.
Friday 31st March 2017 9:44 pm
the monsters used to live under the bed
now they walk the streets, most often,
with halos around their heads
cold sunbeams stiffen my hyphenated bones
and even singing does nothing
to evaporate the frosted water in my veins
splash my neck
slap my face
I’m sick of talking, I get no satisfaction
from my lower case hate
Saturday 25th May 2013 4:03 pm