Torch. A poem.
Always in my thoughtsBut where is she now?Laughing with friendsSharing a joke and a smileAnd I am the furthest I've ever been from her sideThat a torch should burn so bright But too far to be seen is a tragedyMy isolation is self-imposedAs it will always be Continue reading Torch. A poem.
The Sale. Part 12.
My hands were in the air and so was the rock-solid Maglite flashlight. Silas was watching the Mexican standoff in the store room where crazy woman Junifer had confronted Aisha. I threw the torch as hard as I could. It … Continue reading The Sale. Part 12.
The Mind of a Poet. A poem.
The mind of a poetConstructing verseRhythm and rhymeMeter and timeIn all-consuming madness Sonnets, coupletsHaiku, freestyle Diamanté, CinquainPantoum, villanelle Concrete, tanka So many choices and moreTo bring life to blank pages How sensitive you becomeTo your own critiquesAnd how you labour longAt your own expenseTo hide your jewelsBury them in the roots Of the tree you've grown Does anyone care?No matter, you toil onBecause someone out there Will identify, dig deepFind your buried pearlsAnd will smile Because of The mind of a poet Continue reading The Mind of a Poet. A poem.
Bars and Shadows. A poem.
Bars and shadows Trap body and mind Stealing life Like a parasite But willing me on To face future and past To sing the song Of a better man Continue reading Bars and Shadows. A poem.
Three Loves. A Haiku Trilogy.
Film Lover Movie watching love My shared escapism Better with a friend Tabletop Gamer Playing RPGs Becoming a new person Only for a night Guitar Player Guitar strings strummed Emote in rhythm and rhyme Musicality Continue reading Three Loves. A Haiku Trilogy.
Manchester by the Sea. A movie review.
Thar be spoilers ahead… Manchester by the Sea is a depressing movie. Even with the great dialogue and character performances, it leaves you wondering what just happened. In truth, not much did. Kenneth Lonergan’s script, from his play, won the … Continue reading Manchester by the Sea. A movie review.
Capitulated. A poem.
CapitulatedTo the weightEncumberedBy the painDespondentYou cry awhileDepletedUntil next time Continue reading Capitulated. A poem.
Needs and Wants. A poem.
I would put up with Arguments like multiple car crashes Complaints about cash flow shortfalls All the poor self esteem moments and unlikely excuses The never-ending dog hair on clothes That-time-of-the-month obtuseness Late night extended phone calls with girlfriends Every time she says “do I look big in this?” Burnt dinners and replacement take out food Bohemian folk music turned up to 11 Unscrewed toothpaste caps and long hairs in the sink Enduring chick flick Saturday nights Smelly laundry covering the floor Every quirky new age hippie sensibility An opinion on everything that’s often far from mine If she needed … Continue reading Needs and Wants. A poem.
Dunkirk. A movie review.
So, if you haven’t seen the movie Dunkirk by now, all I can say is: “why not?” Dunkirk is a movie about the evacuation of 330 000 British and French troops from the Dunkirk beach after being surrounded by the German offensive … Continue reading Dunkirk. A movie review.
Surrounded. A poem.
SurroundedBodiesVoicesConfusionEndless Here I standA bodyA voiceConfusedAlways Continue reading Surrounded. A poem.
My Heart. A poem.
My heartInspired by youPumps a thousandBeats a minuteNot a heart attackNot a strokeBut heavenIn your eyes Continue reading My Heart. A poem.
Pane. A poem.
I watch the rain on my windowEvery drop running a chaotic raceTo get to the bottom of my pane (pain)Never the same path twiceAs if utilising eidetic memoryEvery drop a consequenceEvery drop a choice (never) madeThat flows to the bottom of my pane (pain)Where it merges with the restAttaining its watery goalTo be accepted again Continue reading Pane. A poem.
One. A poem.
She's the oneAnd although I am no oneIn both her mind and mineI could build a world around her(And indeed I think I have) Continue reading One. A poem.
The Whole Damn Thing. A poem.
Sometimes I get so sadI just have to laughEver had that?It's weird I knowBut sometimes there's Nothing else leftSo you cry and cryAnd you laugh awhileAnd when it's overIt's like it's all been liftedIt's still there but it's notKnow what I mean?Maybe you doMaybe you don'tI'm just trying to make senseOf the whole damn thing Continue reading The Whole Damn Thing. A poem.
Spider-man: Homecoming. A movie review.
Spoilers? What spoilers? No, none here Okay, okay, I was a bit late coming to the party on this one, but I finally got to see it today. Great movie! Excellent performances: Tom Holland, perfect as 15 year old nerdy high … Continue reading Spider-man: Homecoming. A movie review.
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