Hi all, My fourth book of poetry, Life in a Faded Moment, is now available in hardcover and PDF at Drivethrufiction! Life in a Faded Moment is a collection of poems for all your fated and faded moments – poems … Continue reading Life in a Faded Moment Available in Print!
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.
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 $5.60 American or 4.30 British pounds … Continue reading Book Sale! ‘The All or the Nothing’ at 20% off for a limited time
She was a rose in thorns abound, As cliched, it seems, as that may sound, Who grew from seeds of bitterness And contempt for those she kept around. She mastered the art of formless thought, Of tactless speech and schisms … Continue reading The Rose Garden. A poem.
Sweat on brow and lip, fit to flood your world with salt-flavoured angst and sticky date dues. Heart pounding like the proverbial train that lost itself somewhere down the overwrought tracks. Time to swat the flies of decision and derision … Continue reading Angry Tweet. A poem.
LOVE The reason why I do everything I do The reason why everything I touch is ruined The reason why I’m always left the fool The reason why I always come back to you The reason why I’m always left … Continue reading Love/Hate. A poem.
I am me and me is the quantum of you and me and you and I %$&# HATE This World Earth Terra Planet People Society Civilisation Virtuality So Much. BUT I was me but I’m not sure who I am now maybe I’m not who I think I am %$&# LOVE This my World your World their World our World whose World no World So Much. Continue reading Paradox. A poem.
Some daysI want to open my wristsAnd let them breath in reverseTake the irony of my existencePaint it in the colourOf lonelinessEmptinessHopelessnessAnd watch it flowSlowlySurelySluggishlyDown the porcelain sinkThat holds all my pointless dreamsAnd wash them awayMaybe thenI'll find sweet reliefAmongst the ashes Choose life. Every time. Don't give in to suicide. Life is too precious to waste. Steve Continue reading Amongst the Ashes. A poem.
Almost three years ago, everything changed. I lost my family, my job, my reputation, my possessions, my whole world. Everything came crashing down and I took the one step I thought could solve it. I attempted to take my life. Carbon Monoxide poisoning was my weapon of choice. Poor research was my saviour. I saw my aged mother, tears streaming down my face, explaining what I’d done. I promised her I wouldn’t do it again. I saw a psychologist, who made me realise what an impact it would have had on my remaining family members, and especially my son. About … Continue reading Hate Life. Live Life.
Do you dance Upon my grave A smile and a tear Washing away the dirt Do you twist Do you turn Arms upraised Do you hate me Do you miss me In a frozen moment Do you dance for you Or for who we were Continue reading Dance. A poem.
How could you say the things you did? And how could I respond in kind? Every bitter reproach Like a roadmap of our pain Every recrimination Like a hammer to my brain Holding back the tears Letting emotion and volume have their way Where logic would have saved the day Two mules head butting Unable to back down Two recalcitrants enabled In the aftermath When all is said and done When acrid smoke rises from the craters of regret Realising you can’t take back what was said And you wish you never had But it’s too late Far too late … Continue reading Too Late. A poem.
Instinct Cat’s claws Raking red, black and blue Instinct My soul weeps Until you’re done, you’re through Instinct Leaves me lying The blood begins to pool Instinct Clean your claws Back again, round two Continue reading Instinct. A poem.
Love/Hate Love, why do you hate? Opposition comforts you Like heat in winter Distance Thirteen miles away The distance might be light years A cosmos to you Landing Heavy gravity Trajectory uncertain Final crash landing Continue reading ‘Love/Hate’ – a Haiku Trilogy
Despite what the picture shows, this poem is not about my passion for playing guitar. But if you want to take it that way, that’s up to you… Continue reading Consumed. A poem.
I wrote this poem about a couple of old dogs (I’m one of them), who keep fighting with each other. Can’t we all just be friends? Not during a divorce, apparently. Continue reading Old Dogs. A poem.
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