I shivered in the cold snap, persevering until I found the warmth I’d been missing in the safety of your lap. I drank from your lips, an oasis to placate my needs, to fuel these desires with every sip. The … Continue reading In the Oasis. A poem.
I No Longer Wander Alone Now You’ve Joined Me In … Continue reading Wilderness. A poem.
I thought the flow of tears would end, the self-hate, internal rage would mend. I thought my path was bright and clear, a new and ever-present destiny. I thought a kiss would heal my mind, exorcise the demons stored through … Continue reading Thoughts. A poem.
Whence does this darkness dwell? This foetid blight that weighs down consciousness and soul. The ebon pool that hampers thought and confounds me to my core, that pounds upon my limpid door until my head is filled to burst with … Continue reading The Pool. A poem.
The street cars and sweepers, bird twitters, sidewalk seekers, beyond my pane and pain are my riotous alarm call, a doctor’s silicone grip bidding me to womb’s exit to face gelidity again. Trees shading the low-cut sun, her rays breaking … Continue reading Morning Glory. A poem.
via Save the Poet! The All or the Nothing is my e-book of poetry. Click on the link above to find where you can download it. For poetry lovers and endangered poets everywhere! Cheers Steve 🙂 Continue reading Save the Poet!
Time to move to the beat of a new rhythm, oscillating to the pounding of hearts and minds, lost in thought and wandering at the significance of it all. This, the new drum of existence: the tempo, cadence, meter; the … Continue reading New beat. A poem.
Talk Talk like you want to: let your velvet expletives fly free like the breeze. Haiku is a Japanese poetic form with a strict 5/7/5 syllable and line structure. Cheers Steve 🙂 I write a lot of poetry, some of … Continue reading Haiku Friday. Talk – a lone haiku.
I was always a square peg, out-of-place in round holes with all the rounded souls. An outsider striving to make his way inside, always locked out in the cold. A perpetual stranger, dwelling amongst strangers and stranger things, I’d wager. … Continue reading Square Peg. A poem.
The cataclysm, the implosion, the thing that left me frozen. Eking out existence like a hermit crying “why?”, wandering through a wasteland, a prisoner doing time. The aftermath, a dawn, rebirth, the world that to me opened. A brand new … Continue reading After the Cataclysm. A poem.
It’s been a few years since I disappeared in a puddle of self-limiting self-destruction. It seems my years of wallowing and despondency are coming to a close. That’s not to say my depression has gone away. My favourite black dog … Continue reading The road gone…but not forgotten.
Shadow The lone flower in the field is shaded by the shadow of your doubt. Haiku is a Japanese poetic form with a strict 5/7/5 syllable and line structure. Cheers Steve 🙂 The All or the Nothing is my first … Continue reading Haiku Friday. Shadow – a lone haiku.
I crawl the vault of years, hunched and broken, bereft and decaying. Unforgiven and unforgiving, trapped in webs of deceit, waylaid in poisonous shrouds. Are you here to free me? Or join the gallery? Come crawl this vault of years … Continue reading Vault of Years. A poem.
I climbed the path on the mountain of no return, and viewed the valley, so treacherously far below. From here everything seemed so far away, so inconsequential and purposeless. And there I would sit, through rain and snow, living an … Continue reading Far. A poem.
Zeitgeist all around me. It’s willing and … Continue reading Zeitgeist. A poem.
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