Bottle. A poem.

Lost my bottle to a bottle, The convex bottom of Carnival Mirror Reflections Twisting and churning; The beast within the beast, Cracked Scarred Spent And as poignant as an empty Bottle. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All orContinue reading “Bottle. A poem.”

Binge. A poem.

Timed and untimed, A chaos of raindrops Upon a sleepy roof Filling gutters and trailing Spume in snail trails That wind their way Drinking toasts to those Whose evaporation From the scene Left such a hole In awkward conversation. The clink of glass And amber froth Disappeared in the wake Like reeling in the catchContinue reading “Binge. A poem.”

Book Sale! ‘The All or the Nothing’ at 20% off for a limited time

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 (my keyboard doesn’t have a pound symbol – DOH!). Inside, you’ll find 62 poems aboutContinue reading “Book Sale! ‘The All or the Nothing’ at 20% off for a limited time”

‘The All or the Nothing’ – My first book of poetry is available NOW!

62 poems to make you laugh, cry, get depressed or get drunk by! My first book of poetry is available as an e-book for $5.99 from the following distributors: Kindle/Amazon – Kobo – (Australia) (United States) and other countries Google Play – Scribd – Barnes and Noble – Ebookit.comContinue reading “‘The All or the Nothing’ – My first book of poetry is available NOW!”

The Near-Empty Bottle. A poem.

I glanced drunkenly into the near-empty bottle. In the viscous alcohol I saw  my face, rippled and twisted  like a garish Mr. Hyde. I laughed at the carnival mirror, so accurately reflecting  every facet of my, oh, so petulant features. Every flaw and misconception brought to life in  errant ripples at the bottom of aContinue reading “The Near-Empty Bottle. A poem.”

Broken Bottle. A Haiku Trilogy

Ah, haiku. My favourite 5/7/5 syllable verse form.
Back to writing in threes, which seems to flow naturally for me.
There was a time when I used to drink a lot. I don’t drink anymore. And I’m better for it.