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: The Voices In My Mind :
All those voices yet in my mind,
From the years I had left behind.
Casting echoes in that room -
Pulsing through the dusty gloom.
The floating dust catching the light,
Shivered with unknown disquiet!
The echoes gathered to surround.
They animated the space around.
People I loved, now lost with time,
Speaking thru' the years...
Wednesday 28th August 2024 6:42 pm
Haunted
dreams call on me rarely now
my visitors are mostly regrets
with gifts of grief and remorse
what conscience never forgets
the love I too often spurned
women I so routinely forsook
bad decisions or no decision
benefit from a backward look
yet the past is a willl o' the wisp
easy to install ideal outcomes
where everything's simpler, a
perfect tune hindsight...
Monday 28th December 2020 10:26 am
Runner
I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for you
I didn’t notice I was still running from the past
had blurry vision cause my pace was fast
unable to build anything that lasts
bonding never occurred to me
I was so desperate to be free
running I did, away from the past
now I’m alone
the first will be last
afraid to let you close
cause I might get attached
like with t...
Tuesday 28th July 2020 1:09 pm
Interpretive Dance
Shoo,
go away.
I only want young, thin, pretty girls
to look my way.
I don't care if they have anything
intelligent to say.
I just want them to ooh and awe
at my game.
Of course I have no shame,
my past is to blame.
Yes, this dance could drive
the thinker insane.
So, leave with your dignity,
while I toss back another one,
and twirl my ring.
# # #
https://yo...
Thursday 12th September 2019 4:03 pm
Shadows Climb In My Cold Room
How I long to sleep tonight
forget these thoughts
and rest
Ease my body free
of anxiety and worry
but the more I try
the more I fail
I fidget fast, roll in frustration
cursing my debt
and conversations that won't end
Where are those waves of darkness
when will they wash my brain
Where is that tide of sleep
of empty-headedness
of ignorance
and bliss...
Six hours now
I've studie...
Wednesday 19th June 2019 9:23 pm
Passing Fashions
When they grow up they dress in a new life:
a family of new suits and shirts to wear.
And the ties are new too.
He strides out on his new catwalk
proudly wearing his new self,
blind to the day the cloth may unravel
or fade or lose its style.
What will clothe him then?
I shall not grace his shoulders again:
I am the coat he has outworn
in my pockets are his memories
...Saturday 25th November 2017 4:17 pm
Read You Once More
I have been having these moments
waiting for trains
pouring kettles
folding sheets
opening a window
I have been having these little moments
flicking through old magazines
in the off-license
glancing up at windows
looking out across the city
When the magnitude of your potential
when all the things you said to me
when the poetry you quietly dedicated
when the soft touch of your deft...
Saturday 7th January 2017 12:04 am
In The Halls Of The Kingmaker
In The Halls Of The Kingmaker
I touch the rough stone walls,
feeling the room whisper with history.
The open fires cast medieval glows,
while wood smoke threads the tapestries.
Floorboards shiver underfoot,
groaning softly in their dotage
as visitors step gently
in the footsteps of kings.
Up and around
the spiral staircase,
just wide enough
to fit a climbing guest
whose hands
bru...
Wednesday 8th April 2015 11:15 pm
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