Poetry Blog by Matthew Sergison-Main
on Leaving (Wed, 21 Jul 2010 03:43 pm)
Rain drops splash on my bed of leaves
the sun is pale and gives no heat.
As I slowly rise on aching bones
blackbird cries that im not alone.
People passing try not to see
they can’t afford the sympathy.
I wake from dreams of better days
to face another day lost in the haze
I have a secret that no one knows
I bury it deep but the pres...
Tuesday 28th June 2011 2:05 pm
deep in the darkness
no light reflects
from the gaps in-between
for a fraction of a second
or maybe less
still the void's defiled
gods head pushed aside
golden eyes blaze
as the serpent awakes
from his scales
blue shifts to red
and lights your face
as you hold your breath
and dive through space
the universe moves
as you stay stationary
to watch the stars
Thursday 9th December 2010 9:26 pm
you have left me in a cardboard cut-out world
a rattling pebble chasing the tide
there's a void growing in the garden
a river sobbing down the stairs
snuffed candle incense taints the bedroom
summoning the double blackness again
swimming in shadows
it bleeds colour from the day
time wears away the details
as the photos fill with strangers
Your perfumes t...
Tuesday 20th July 2010 12:49 pm
In the weather
there’s a pressure
street lights flicker
morse code to litter.
On the high street there’s a violent sight
sirens wailing in the night
grab a kebab of spinning meat
right outside there's a nasty scene
shouting, spitting, being sick
"oi tart show us your tits!"
lurching man with kebab in hand
leaves salad trails across the land.
Evolution’s put to test
Wednesday 7th July 2010 10:27 am
hungry for his next audit
nostils flare to savour the scent of insomnia
As he approaches, the silence is startled
the house groans, the plumbing gets nervous,
a panicked bird call fades away
he slides between a gap in the curtains, around a slightly open door.
I feel his touch creeping on my mind
a pin legged centipede tatooing my memories
Wednesday 2nd June 2010 4:41 pm
Dust motes flare bright as falling stars above his sacred work,
his skillful strokes slash at the demons skin,
interlocking prayers his only protection
from the nightmare trapped by walls of cinnabar and ultramarine.
It coils, threatening to leap into the eyes of any who gaze into its charred-bone face
bleeding into the minds fibres, it's most cunning trick.
Its likeness, flayed as ...
Tuesday 27th April 2010 8:11 pm
Saturday 20th March 2010 12:04 pm
Saturday 20th March 2010 12:02 pm
waves of static,
from solid state to your logic gate
as the wavelength bleeds
can you hear me breathe?
Can you hear me
do you recieve
my static presence
on your frequency
slowly erased by radio waves
I'll never die, just steadily wane
urging tides to carry me
towards the shores
Monday 8th March 2010 3:42 pm
Tempo of Elements
one beat, nought beat
in beat, out beat
energy , entropy
in breath, out breath
up beat, down beat
cold beat, hot beat
black hole, white heat
low beat, high beat
mass beat, speed beat
dark matter, light beam
start beat, end beat
square beat, sine bea...
Wednesday 3rd March 2010 6:24 pm