Poetry Blogs (2020, poem)
something could have been done last year, now all is morally blear. go about with your day, just stay.
stay in that house with those people you can’t remember, merely a year ago.
i’m fine, sunshine, and i will tell you forever
it’s not me, it’s the world. once we change, she goes forth.
the universe moves without us.
she will not halt, not tonight, nor wednesday. for my h...
Thursday 6th August 2020 7:26 pm
that boat on the coast croons the waves
whisking a dying infant in
a baptist sea for saving,
brought faith in God to save them,
a baptist sea for saving.
I see them from sand afloat-
a buoy in the water with chance
and such a sacred body
might sinking be belief-
to then arise them another-
Wednesday 29th July 2020 6:08 pm
Today a poem of mine was published on Ink, Sweat & Tears, and it made me think about perception and how differing times can change the meaning of a poem, or strengthen it. My poem is called 'On the edge of the Arctic' and I wrote it before Covid-19 was even known about. It was a poem about the indomitable spirit of those living in extreme climates, based on my personal expereinces as a Shetlander....
Saturday 25th July 2020 9:35 pm
The ones that shine brightest
Only to disappear
And return again
But never in the same light
Never seen the same way
These eyes tell me, don’t look away
Before it too is gone too soon
Sunday 5th July 2020 5:08 am
Leisurely and alone,
I was wandering in a palace garden.
Flowers were completely gone,
But deep green
Summer leaves were fully grown,
And on each branch
Small birds were all the way chirping:
Seemingly for me a perfect afternoon
To be lost in poem-reciting!
Suddenly a wind arose,
When a human voice came to my ear,
Saying low yet rather vivid:
Thursday 2nd July 2020 5:24 pm
Based on the opening scene of Stardust Memories.
The clock ticks in desperation to move us along, to where we belong.
Our eyes remain forward, no longer looking back.
The man in seat 2B sobs with tears streaming down his face. He’s left his life in his old place.
I soak in the faces of passengers around me, stern looks all around.
All longing for company, for answers that c...
Saturday 27th June 2020 6:26 pm
Only dew drops now remain
atop blades from the torrential rain.
The lightning strikes
lessen in succession.
But the dew remembers
from where it came.
Friday 19th June 2020 2:30 pm
Suicidal, reclining on a sofa
Gazing at his partner’s photo,
A handsome friend of mine I got
He was by an overwhelming love smote.
To optimize hers and his pleasure to trim
She opted suddenly to desert him.
Buddy, what weighs so heavily on your mind?
Get it off your chest a solution I may help you find!
“An attractive girl sweet-talked me into love,
She playacted as one sent from above.
But all of a sudden,...
Wednesday 17th June 2020 7:48 am
It was a long summer afternoon
a crackling fire lit the yard
the southern sun was setting
while I strummed my old guitar
It was her way of moving to the music
she captured the glowing cinders in her eyes
she danced with the slightest sway in her hips
and her heavenly body torched my skies
Sunday 14th June 2020 1:02 am
Words cannot convey
exactly what I’m trying to say…
when in my mind, I see your face
you have something I can never replace
knowing the world’s a better place with you in it
feeling you near even though you’re distant
imagining you so hard you must feel it!
Close my eyes
and you’re there in the air
Nodding your head, you deliver
the music that makes me shiver
with your sm...
Saturday 23rd May 2020 4:35 am
The World in Lockdown People's Poem is now online and free to read at:
Please give it a read!
Saturday 16th May 2020 6:57 pm
instances of mesmerizing glimpses vivify and lend clarity into an understanding of soul.
evocation leaves an everlasting mark as two twin flames embark from a space of divine love to create fate
meticulous minds pick a place and time, upon your arrival show a sign that's vital, gravity pulls us in for a kiss as our hearts meet.
my greatest wishes grant admission, a star is born and with t...
Wednesday 15th April 2020 9:05 am
occult curriculum, whispers of the ancients, leave for letting out secrets
oil lamp kindling catching flames; shining begotten light from passerbys
in between classes, shifting penrose stairs lead into underlying framework on occasion
halls lined with rooks adjacent and curators searching for a select
rites of secret passageways proclaimed, karma to the dark is just a means to an end
Saturday 4th April 2020 11:11 am
A trestle table set with content and classical elements
places a coven with arenose intent in a safe space
their minds set on causing change—present occurences canvass Mandala by way of effect.
fascicle circuits blitz and singe might-have-beens
washing away strands emblazoned in ever apparentness
accommodating silver lining fringe wherein proper golden ratio leaves
their genus' plant matter ...
Monday 9th March 2020 4:15 pm
How many times does it cross your mind
Maybe a thousand times
I’d rather have you near
Than only have your poems reciting in my ear
Sure, they comfort me
But most days and nights I need you miserably
And those heartbreaking songs
They make me feel like we belong
Despite the truth of our existence
I wish to be in your presence
So here’s another love poem
Sunday 1st March 2020 5:27 am
once so full of love
you’re the only one
I’ve been thinking of
pale blue eyes
black hair like silk
once by my side
My heart’s delight
on your tattooed shoulder
lay my head tonight
but you keep getting colder
Once touched my soul
a burning underscore
everything you said
fading into nevermore
And what sticks in my mind
and what I hope you’ll know
Saturday 29th February 2020 8:37 pm
You could tell she was trying hard,
Which girl doesn't try to mould their own skin to fit in?
You could tell she was trying to impress,
But as someone who knew better, I should have told her to rest,
But she was trying to hard to make it,
She was going all the way to fake it,
And I could tell,
She wore the sheepish smile,
But I knew this act so well,
She was like me,
I am like her,
Wednesday 26th February 2020 12:34 am
Do you ever feel like you're the protagonist of a book?
Where the ending is constantly being rewritten and you're just waiting for the day that it's finally gone through all the edits and gets published?
But what happens if it's a novel that has 7 parts?
You might never even get to read the last written words or get to the final chapter of what you thought was your
Monday 24th February 2020 8:35 am
Shining ever so bright
a beacon of hope, like a chinese lantern
photosynthesis get' me through the night
beauty so divine, i wonder if i could map her
would the geometry show me the light?
because she must be god's best work
my third eye look through the peephole
how can she not have walls up when she deals with these people
guide me, be my mentor
would you take my hand, and put this flow...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 3:41 pm
in your essence I sense resplendence
could do no wrong by me, your personably impressioned defendant
your honor is what I strive for
it's why the day turns to night, sun and moon argue back and forth
fight about what's wrong and who's right, tug of war
light bends but doesn't break, shines through the prism, and is perceived in different waves
I met you once but my memory is starting to fade...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 3:38 pm
Teacher stood Saying Marie converse in verse 😳
Eh said I, This class is hell its the worse
I can't write or talk Petry and all that crap stuff
bugger this I thought I've had just about enough
I went to toilet then ran all way home that day
I hate bloody poetry, not doing it, no way😒
Next day on detention I had to write a verse
I tried saying I was ill, I needed the school nu...
Wednesday 5th February 2020 10:52 pm
Because I wrote it dont judge, its not me
I wrote lots about the killer look i am still free
A poem calls out in my head
I write fast flowing then put it to bed
Any subject i am known to write
From love in an disused mine
To the ups and downs of a swine
Read me enjoy me but please
Its not me, i just like to tease
Enjoy the poem dont take it to heart
As specially ...
Tuesday 21st January 2020 11:07 am
Drowning in the Drought
At times I drip with poetry
The words simply pour out of me
A flow it seems no dam could ever stop
Until, I’m drowning in the drought
A flood of tears and mere self-doubt
That withers, in the barn, my finest crop.
Friday 17th January 2020 6:13 am
Through the cuts of snares, nothing to rest till the evening swallows, these counterband thoughts, so wicked and hollow, that they make my heart full of pulse and out they go and strums the kingdom of never coming down boost, never to be me
so chased by gates that alter the heights, and by memories that sweep, or of a different time, whichever came first, only I was speeding against the horns o...
Friday 3rd January 2020 1:36 pm
Staring into the East
I can see you stumbling back to me.
The stench of oil on your breath like liquor,
blood money lines your pockets like lint.
Terror color codes hang from your eyelids
the same way nooses hung from trees.
Watch the bodies ebb and flow
as they sway in the breeze.
Arms tatted up with childhood images of your
American dreams but
your body has bec...
Friday 3rd January 2020 1:05 am