Beacon. A poem.

Here I lieAcross the miles from your ordered lifeFormally informal thoughtsAnd elegant surpriseBeauteous and wiseFettered ofttimesBy perspective and abstractionBut sharp, never dulledA knife keen and trueAnd like youI find myself longingTo be held and revealedIn such a forgiving lightWhose longing and fireA gleaming beaconShining from on highDesire to be matchedBy nothing less Than mine ForContinue reading “Beacon. A poem.”

Life in a Faded Moment Available in Print!

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 about Love, Sorrow, Anger, Death and Life. You can buy it at https://www.drivethrufiction.com/product/396390/Life-in-a-Faded-Moment Cheers SteveContinue reading “Life in a Faded Moment Available in Print!”

Southward. A poem.

On the black tar veld,Surrounded by beastsAnd wavering heat.We travel the path: Forever southward,Across lost lands,‘Neath forgotten stars.Here, Hand-in-hand,Ear to the wind,Avoiding pitfallsAnd predatorsThat might bring us low,Wary yet unawares, Forever on, we go.Because we are lostIn each other’s talesAnd each other’s mindsAnd each other’s souls;And from here on in,We will always Share this road.Continue reading “Southward. A poem.”

Upstart Photographer – Sunset Screened

I love to take photographs and write poetry. And show them to you right here. Steve 🙂 Sunset Screened. A poem.Light peeks gingerlyFrom behind feathered linesBurnished in the Autumn lightFrom whence the nightSeeks the gentle touchOf its spurned lover Hidden, yet revealedFor all the world to see

Fathomless. A poem.

And all at once,That special someoneWill keep youHanging on their every wordAs if they were the last branch On the last treeOn the very last island In the very last seaAnd your hopes and dreamsWill be fathomlessThen you’ll f$&@ it up For more poetry, click here.

Dating Abyss. A poem.

I cheer you on into the abyssFrom whence we come and goAlways waiting for our turn To be shot down in mid-flightTarget practice for the aimlessAnd the weary, worn out soulsWho capitulate to inevitabilityAnd take their placeOn the merry-go-round Circling like vultures For whatever scraps remainUntil the ride comes to an endAnd each is depositedContinue reading “Dating Abyss. A poem.”

Mixed Metaphors. A poem.

My senses crucifiedMy weary soulYour goal To tear me downLike posts atA football riotTo pierce my veins And brainAnd heartAnd leave meWallowingA fish withoutA sea or coastSo I might Lose all sightThe blind amongstThe blindWandering NonsensicallyOn a whimOr on a breezeListing aimlesslyInto the bayWhere this boyWill rest At piersAnnoyedAnd anxiousAnother toyFor you to Cast asideIntoContinue reading “Mixed Metaphors. A poem.”

Visitor. A poem.

You thought you’d drop round and visit meBringing clouds and miseryTo rain upon my weary doorAnd highlight my bleak historyYou thought you’d walk here by my sideAnd plum the depths, right here insideTo cast a shadow over meTo drown me in the deepening tideA visitor, that comes and goesThat wracks my thoughts with heady blowsAndContinue reading “Visitor. A poem.”

Aftertaste. A poem.

You were here, then goneA muse for just a while A bittersweet, infuriatingAftertaste That lingers on my tongueAnd in my thoughts And linesA subtle conclusion To remonstrate And redefine An acidic fingertipDipped in inkBurning tattooed linesIn heart and skinIn remembrance Bygones be bygonesA dear song, loved longMy bittersweetInfuriatingAftertasteYou linger on For more poetry, click here.

How and When. A poem.

I wonder now, what I would sayIf you appeared some sunny dayGracious in defeat/successNever worst and never bestOlive branch or olive oilTo smooth the wayward groundWords succinct and biting tongueTo hold me to account And as I watched you go awayWistful thoughts of now and then Churning heart and roiling brain Then and now, howContinue reading “How and When. A poem.”

The Promise of All. A poem.

The promise of allOf who, wherefore art thouA macrocosm Of possibilityA smile to turn And shake foundations With discord and deceit Thrown awayAs if the promiseWere nothing But an empty boxHow I do wish For you to grace My world againThe promise of allA glittering thingTo envy and need For more poetry, click here.

Random Dream. A poem.

I dreamedOf walking arm in armDown a busy streetThe catchmentFor conversation and courtesy Conspicuously avoided in reality Where admonition and excommunication Were not memoriesBut impossibilitiesFrayed threads torn awayTo never see the light of dayAnd I was blessedTo see and feelHow it should beIf only for a moment In a randomly rememberedDream For more poetry, clickContinue reading “Random Dream. A poem.”

Black Dog Rain. A poem.

Its arrival wasPrompted with expectation, But, like new year’s resolutions,Fraught and overwroughtWith impossible destinations.Almost expectedly, the skiesClouded with ashAnd the dogged rain Turned black;Every footstep becameA baptism of fire. A great darkness nowLingered on the land,Where once great beastsStrode with weary confidence, And evolution Was but a whisper,Millenia awayFrom the Black Dog Rain. For moreContinue reading “Black Dog Rain. A poem.”

Change for Change’s Sake. A poem.

Change for change’s sake?In but a moment:Diaphanous currentsSurging in synapses Alive with chaotic orderAnd artful whimsyPhysical stimuliAnd mental conduitsForming hypothesesAnd convolutionsTactical geometries Measured blindly withWitheringly disturbingAccuracy and graceProclivities and practicalitiesProactively balancedWith erstwhile aestheticsAnd perfected symmetries And in a moment (or few):Change for change’s sake. For more poetry, click here.

One day. A poem.

One day, your face Appeared to meAmong the crowd And I was lostAs I always amIn sight and soundAnd miseryAnd just as soonAs it was found Your face was lostAnd once againI was alone andDrowned, downedAmong the massOf ghosts aroundJust one dayRepeatedlyWound, unwoundAnd lost again For more poetry, click here.

Redundant Sea. A poem.

I awake, afloatOn an ink blackredundant seaOf redundancyAnd think, to sinkWould make a rockOf me, a mockeryTo sleep, you seeWould be idealBut it elusivelyExclusivelyEvades meAll fever dreamsAnd inner screamsThe weight that sinksMe, obscures meI lie awake, afloatOn an ink blackRedundant seaAnd dream of Being anywhereBut here For more poetry, click here.

Alleys. A poem.

Wandered the back alleys of my mindTo this dead end, I arrivedMystified how I lost my wayAnd wondering how I’d get out againLabyrinths are vast and ill-definedBewildering, confusing, by designAnd none provide a straight road home Just when you know you need it most For more poetry, click here.