Sleeptalking. A poem.
Lying here Thinking Thinking Counting … Continue reading Sleeptalking. A poem.
Category: Poetry
Haiku Friday: Poetic. A haiku.
Poetic To wax poetic. To surf rhythmic waves of verse, rise and scream “success!” What is a haiku? Glad you asked. Click here to find out more. I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from my … Continue reading Haiku Friday: Poetic. A haiku.
The Winter of Our World. A poem.
Winter wanted one last bite of the red, red cherry, and so it returned with steely vengeance, to strike with icy blades that shimmied through my skin and took root within my veins. The frost dusting the lawn was a … Continue reading The Winter of Our World. A poem.
Grip. A poem.
I shrink before your bitter ire that holds me in its angry grip. Where gentle touch consumed me, prior, now smothers this apprenticeship. For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my first e-book, available at … Continue reading Grip. A poem.
Upstart Photographer: Things #3
I like to write poems. I like to take photographs. Sometimes I take photos of things. Here’s one, with an accompanying poem. I don’t normally write poems about things, but for my photos I can make an exception. Cheers Steve … Continue reading Upstart Photographer: Things #3
Sweet Nothings. A poem.
Head down Black entrails entwined Around my throat Choking the life And whispering Sweet nothings Of mindless contempt The residue of years Of churning anger The spittle of malice And undisputed loathing Clawing its way Up from within Until it’s … Continue reading Sweet Nothings. A poem.
Step. A poem.
One Foot In Front Of the other Every day Step Forward Trying Not To step back Every day I Move A Little Further Forward Every day I move a little further To where I need to be One Step Closer … Continue reading Step. A poem.
Haiku Friday: The Promise. A haiku.
The Promise Holistic vision: a promise swaddled in truth. Future redemption. Haiku is a Japanese poetic form with a strict 5/7/5 syllable and line structure. Cheers Steve 🙂 I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from … Continue reading Haiku Friday: The Promise. A haiku.
Shadow Tales. A poem.
My aching thoughts and fretful angst that often lead astray, that wander in the ceding light, whose shadows form my way. The consequences of my time, misled misgivings here, they form a crazy, tangled skein, the symptoms of my fears. … Continue reading Shadow Tales. A poem.
Upstart Photographer: Things #2
I like to write poems. I like to take photographs. Sometimes I take photos of things. Here’s one, with an accompanying poem. I don’t normally write poems about things, but for my photos I can make an exception. Cheers Steve … Continue reading Upstart Photographer: Things #2
Tears. A poem.
Succinct and retrospect, mercury lines connecting dots, snaking and entwined, ‘tween valleys and hills, pooling at the feet: drowned confetti dreams. I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from my heart. Many don’t appear on this … Continue reading Tears. A poem.
Fumes of You. A poem.
Your scent was different, lingering in my nostrils, a whiff of nostalgic free fall and extra sensory motion. The fumes of you twisted around me and consumed every pore and fibre of my unwholesome being. Should I have let that … Continue reading Fumes of You. A poem.
Moon Thoughts. A poem.
The moon waxes and wanes, in afterthoughts of the bitter-sweet variety. My wanderings have brought me closer to an undistinguished end, and yet still I cling to the filaments of monopolised undertakings. Moonlight fill my spirit, build it up in … Continue reading Moon Thoughts. A poem.
Writer Interrupted: Writing Haiku
What is a Haiku? The Haiku is a poetic form that originated in Japan as early as the 9th or 13th Century, depending on what you read, but wasn’t known by the term Haiku until the 19th century. Want to … Continue reading Writer Interrupted: Writing Haiku
Make Your Way. A poem.
Indecision rules in every fool, the uninspired and undecided. Confusion reigns and fear sustains the paltry and the parodied. Mark this day, make your way from the aimless and objectionable. I write a lot of poems, some from my head, … Continue reading Make Your Way. A poem.
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