A fleeting shape upon canvass A chiaroscuro background Running yet standing still Defying all expectations Of pointed rationality I will always run To and from Always Run For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and … Continue reading Run. A poem.
From one moment to the next, I am a transient in time; seeking eternal mystery, enigmatic and sublime. Mired and overblown is me, a windward sailor seeks beyond Creusa and Medea, his fabled Golden Fleece. So forgive me if I … Continue reading The Blind Sailor. A poem.
I never found a mountain I couldn’t climb, you see. Motivation was the biggest issue, Dragging at my footsteps like leaden weights, Pulling like some tug of war with Heracles, Straining to be free. When I made it to the … Continue reading Mountain Climber. A poem.
Is victory as shallow as defeat? Only if the victor fails to understand the price. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print … Continue reading Victory. A poem.
Audacious, the old me would have said, To fly so straight and true, Like an arrow knocked and loosed To sail into the air above the heads Of warring knights and daring do, To find it’s mark in the heart … Continue reading First Meet. A poem.
I walk through the dark, The sound of my feet echoing Through the empty streets. The dog stops and sniffs, A victim of instinct, circumstantial scents and sense. In the distance, The thump of a kick drum— Faster than my … Continue reading Footsteps Away. A poem.
Hi All, The print proof for Shotglass Adventures arrived today and I just finished sending rewards emails to all the Kickstarter Supporters (who get a digital copy for free, along with all the digital stretch goal rewards shown at the … Continue reading Laidback DM: Shotglass Adventures in Print!
The enfilade is over And bodies lie strewn Across the battlefield Like broken bottles Leaking last regrets You have cut me down Your machine gun wit And explosive rejoinders Creating a no man’s land Where I lie fractured. For more … Continue reading Enfilade. A poem.
We wear disguises, donning them every day, hiding in plain sight. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here … Continue reading Disguises. A haiku.
Hi all My first print poetry book, The All or the Nothing, is currently on sale for 20% off for a limited time. It’s normally $10.00 Australian but is now $8.00, which is approximately $5.60 American or 4.30 British pounds … Continue reading Book Sale! ‘The All or the Nothing’ at 20% off for a limited time
I have read your words And seen my influence My mind is contours of constancy Of riotous colour and ascendancy My words spill across the canvas Every emotion eagerly revealed A zeitgeist for you to watch And absorb and capture … Continue reading Influence. A poem.
I live Amongst Serrated tongues And plastic … Continue reading I Live. A poem.
The hole stares back at me, A great, unblinking eye That will not let me be. The hole is black as pitch And filled with pain and lies, Every scar and every stitch. The hole it draws me in, Inescapable … Continue reading The Hole. A poem.
My wanderings, part of me, intrinsically. My wonderings, ostensibly necessary. My heart and head, as one, not separately. My head and heart, all I need, invariably. My turns of phrase never lead me astray. My phrasing, beguiling, when it turns … Continue reading Life, Finally. A poem.
The Curse of La Llorona, or The Curse of the Weeping Woman as it’s called for Australian release, is an okay horror movie that does its best to scare you with a rejigged ghost story that’s fun to watch but … Continue reading The Curse of the Weeping Woman. A movie review.
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