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shadowy sheets cover,
dark, shining lips purse;
pointy ears prick skyward
as corn stalks pondered
chanting scarecrows curse
in a sea of dreams left over
Sunday 22nd May 2022 12:03 am
Rotterdam
Red train rested at Rotterdam station
Over the border to meet a friend
Trains all over Europe pass here
Today is a bright and sunny day
Every person glows in its brightness
Realising not a former disaster, that
During the 40's destruction erupted
Along these very streets, evacuated
Murderous bombs wreaking havoc
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N.B. It was 14th of May, 1940 when the Luftwaffe decimated ...
Wednesday 18th May 2022 9:56 am
Ballad of Billy McGee
With disdain they looked upon one Billy McGee
a boy that promised never to be;
a rep that’s scarred and scratched,
for sure his name’s mismatched
as darker skin ya’ever did see
on blackish hair with reddish flecks of Billy McGee.
A red haired aboriginal boy
matches were only a toy
and he was caught red handed
and always branded
the troublesome fire starter.
Poor boy had no farda
he w...
Sunday 15th May 2022 12:49 pm
no poetry by numbers
numbers do not the soul touch
or rouse from depths of reverie
whose shallow sepulchral beauty
surface deep revelations aplenty
plead with matrimonial vows, thus
parchment scribbles & ceremonies
do not a marriage make and
neither will ice cream make us
any colder after calories kick in
poetry's soul may ride its form
but transcends its empirical parts
its triumph for all to behold:
at l...
Wednesday 11th May 2022 3:36 pm
innit your day?
Belatedly, towing a rust-worn Saab, where
many dreams and adventures are wrenched
from a youngster's brooding petulance ...
Gravel crunches under a pair of balding tires
guttural screaming to a downbeat of debt
spewing silently from a tattered billfold.
What a present: timely to an empty fridge,
in the hallway, a growing pile of washing
impatiently reeking of malodorous intent.
Tuesday 10th May 2022 1:42 pm
uplift
Saturday 7th May 2022 9:08 am
last night
wrote a poem in my head, last night
too lazy to get up and write it out
wasn't bothered to bring a pen
or a device to my bedside;
this morning was a beast
wringing my memory
for what had gone
all those words
now vanished
last night
Wednesday 27th April 2022 8:22 am
Consistency
The rings to my eye sockets,
Deep and purple.
I do not have the luxury of being lightning in a bottle,
I must make my presence known through substance,
Filling the sea of aspirations with my own,
Intoxicating and plentiful,
The key to any readers hearts,
My own suffering.
I will expose myself bare,
Devour my offering so that I may find release.
Unde...
Tuesday 26th April 2022 3:56 pm
tears you should have cried
Picking up the internal slack
and bring about an inward tension
that emboldens for one to face the day
and the prospects of oncoming ones.
Where wet cheeks, are visible cues
of flipping calendars, leaf upon leaf:
existing surrenders
and like a sparkled after-rain,
brings a moist crystality
that fills in the cracks
and mends the broken places.
Wednesday 20th April 2022 5:08 am
with reckless abandon
in its purest form
the simplest of
possible affirmations
is to be loved in return
in similar manner
the most complex of
probable affirmations
is reciprocating like affection
in conclusion, then,
it seems most apparent
to appreciate with reckless
abandon the air we breathe
for we build tomorrows
on these simplest, most
basic of molecules, our
humble bricks of being
whose...
Monday 18th April 2022 3:38 am
The Coming of a New Age
With every year's end - the advent marks the start of a new day,
as human kind we’re always growing wiser, furthermore, fully face to face with the task of taking baby steps toward a straight forward path —
It’s time to take a stand…
(With that being said: we really need to enjoy such a joyous occasion)
In an effort to boost morale; International Women’s Day should pronounce a two part holiday...
Friday 15th April 2022 8:35 am
Small moments
With one small hand wrapped round my thumb
You gave me a vision of what was to come.
A memory I will hold forever
The smallest grip, but I will remember.
I'd stare at you all day long
In my eyes you could do no wrong.
You would sleep and wriggle on my chest
Out of everything I could do, this was the best.
In no time at all you'd stolen our hearts
And ...
Tuesday 22nd March 2022 12:47 pm
Vigil
January fifth.
The black car is almost here.
I wait
and I remember:
Early morning, deep December.
Phone rings;
heart sinks;
today, I know, is the day.
Exit day, the expected day: the day to say goodbye.
A rush hour slow-slog through thin and sickly dawn.
Idiot-bright festive lights fail to sense the mood.
Mother in the back seat – quiet, watching, alone.
A red light river – a sto...
Tuesday 15th February 2022 12:37 pm
Morning Coffee
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