Goodness Sake
How could I choose
against something good?
When I didn't even know if I would
Find something better on the other side
Or something equal to abide
And don't let me say 'I did it for her'
I'd sound so goddamn pompous
But I struggle to see
How I did it for me
When this outcome is so hopeless
Yes, we were good together
But that ain't the same as forever
I...
Thursday 11th July 2024 2:38 pm
Absurdish
What is a poetry?
Is it a tree full of poets?
Not sure, but I know it's
Gotta be more than that
More proverbially fat
With some literary girth
Apt to give birth
To words and birds and
Herds of ideas
That run across a page
Perhaps even a stage
To make people do things
To act and be things
Make someone feel things
When one moves and sings
Based on abstract concepts
Strung together...
Sunday 1st October 2023 1:51 pm
Hold
I hold her and she holds me,
It's something ecstatic,
But I wouldn't call it glee,
It's a feeling of contentment,
Mixed up with delight,
Like a joyful reflection,
When I hold her tight.
I forget and I remember,
I lose track of my mind,
But it has nowhere to be,
It has nothing to find,
It's here, I'm here,
In this embrace,
And I wouldn't want to be,
...Tuesday 10th January 2023 1:59 pm
Serenade
She wears corduroy pants,
Over her shitty old boots,
She wears a plain tank top,
Under a jacket that suits,
Her earrings are quirky,
And her hair is worn down,
It would seem out of place,
To imagine her frown.
I like the way she smiles,
When I tell her she's cute,
I need to convince her,
That there is no dispute,
She is sunshine to me,
I hope she ca...
Saturday 10th December 2022 10:42 pm
Crocodile
There once was a crocodile,
Who forgot how to smile,
She could open her mouth,
And show all her teeth,
But could not convey,
The feelings beneath,
The children would run,
The adults would scare,
And ev'ry attempt,
Deepened her despair,
Twas not till the day,
She got a diagnosis,
And realised it was all,
Because of her halitosis.
Sunday 9th October 2022 3:08 am
If Poetry is to be Like Fire
Idle voices do not rise,
For active ears do not prize,
Words that have not got a fire,
Words that make the waking tire.
There is no want for passive verses,
Carrying weight like sombre hearses,
There is a need for thoughts attended,
Brought to life like winter’s ended.
Then in the springtime flowers bloom,
Out of darkness, out of gloom,
They seize the light...
Friday 17th June 2022 5:24 am
Collapse
[Redacted] broke up with me tonight
By message
It was sudden and definite
Inside, I collapsed
Outside, I fell to the floor
But strangely
At the moment before I hit the floor
My arms stuck out to stop me
It was reassuring, somehow
That I had an inextinguishable will to live
Despite my feelings to the contrary
Saturday 8th May 2021 2:46 pm
Improbable
A one night stand
To then prolong
A week was all
Now apart
The flames were fanned
We know it’s wrong
Long distance call
Now in heart
Monday 13th August 2018 3:48 pm
Lover, You Should've Come Over
I like these Jeff Buckley lyrics so much, I feel they should be appreciated amongst poetry.
"
Looking out the door
I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations
As their shoes fill up with water
Maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so
You'll never know
Broken down and hungry for your love
With no ...
Wednesday 6th December 2017 12:26 pm
People Don't Like Me, Then They Do; Or They Don't
Through such a personality, as that which I have come to occupy, the depth of feeling I am afforded is at the cost of an abrasive surface; and that is a compromise I accept.
Sunday 10th September 2017 11:32 am
Create
True pride in a creative work,
I believe,
Is not to merely be able to say,
'I did this'
But rather,
'This is me'
Friday 24th February 2017 7:02 am
Verb
Love is a verb,
An act, a choice,
That choice,
So profound,
Beyond feeling,
Beyond emotion,
Quite spectacular,
That word,
In our vernacular,
Somewhat absurd,
How it's meanings are so far between
Sunday 15th January 2017 10:38 am
Hopeless Heart
To the lover not yet known,
To the feelings not yet shown,
Of the heart kept in waiting,
Of the dreams slowly fading,
It is the romance yet to be,
That takes a hold of me,
Quite unfortunately so,
As spirits remain low,
For reality slaps my face,
With the hopelessness of my case,
Wednesday 3rd August 2016 10:01 am
Gravity To Thought
Thoughts to writing,
Thoughts to speech,
Are, if you will,
A ball rolling down a hill,
The hill is my mind,
Consciousness is the shovel,
Ideas the furrows,
Ponder one way,
Be a channel,
Lose heart,
Be a hole,
I stand atop the hill,
A spark,
I release the ball,
Expression,
It's path dictated,
Ever dictated,
Carried down ideas pa...
Saturday 30th April 2016 5:43 pm
Why I Hate Moths
The moth, I disdain
It needn't cause me pain
Harmless it may be
With no venom to me
It flies into my face
No pattern, no grace
A pitiable creature
In purpose and feature
For I cannot detect
A trait to respect
The spider spins its yarn
Across a lofty barn
And the bee does strive
To provide for its hive
But the moth helps none
As Icarus to the sun
Thursday 14th April 2016 12:22 pm
Kindling
Sunday 19th July 2015 6:29 am
Fuck
I want to hold her hand,
Nothing more than that,
Just sit by her side and,
Do little more than chat,
Am I supposed to pursue her,
Just to have sex?
To play the romancer,
As an elaborate pretext?
I don’t want that version,
Love without care,
An empty immersion,
Only physically to share,
That sexual attraction,
I can hardly ignore,
But it’s on...
Friday 17th July 2015 6:43 am
Time
Time,
Ever passing without remorse,
Leaves me grasping with all my force,
It seeks to drain me!
It seeks nothing at all,
Nevertheless,
My hopes do fall,
For each day does go,
And I have little to show,
All that could have been,
Many chances never seen,
I know regret is useless,
I cannot change, only express,
That the future,
It seems to skip me,
...Tuesday 14th July 2015 7:59 am
Stairs
Thursday 2nd July 2015 2:43 am
Prose about Her
She is a beautiful woman, my mind is taken by her. But this is not the first time I have fallen to fancy. I tend to exaggerate in a longing for romance; yes, I could list many superlatives about her. But what would that say? Really, nothing might happen. She might love someone else. I might love someone else. Then this desire to potray her, as one who is ideal, so as to be poetic, is hopeless. I ...
Friday 26th June 2015 6:10 am
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