Blinkered, leading the way from behind This train of thought left the station long ago Left you standing vacant on the platform Waiting for another to come along But you’ve forgotten who you are And they’ve forgotten you and your scars Consideration and commiseration Time to come in from the cold For more Poetry, clickContinue reading “Forgotten. A poem.”
I’m here, you’re there. The screen flickers and lags As broadband strains under the weight Of so many hellos and goodbyes Here in the cultured iniquity Of my room, my world My sense of reason defied By a virus so small and nondescript But spreading so quickly and killing so easily That flattening the curveContinue reading “Isolated. A poem.”
When darkness kneads my shoulder Like an old and long, lost friend, Tar dripping from his fingers Bringing pain and bitter ends. I kneel and bear that heavy weight And thank him for his visit. And sink below, a drowning man With a lead weight for his business. And darkness smiles, cackles with glee, HisContinue reading “The Darkness Won. A poem.”
U make things so hard When they should B E Z But E Z is not What U want What U need (A little inconsistency A little conspiracy A little paranoid delusion A little freaked-out seclusion) And U R right where U want 2 B U need 2 B U make things so hard WhenContinue reading “RightWhereUWant2B. A poem.”
Empty out these cold, hard facts Pour them in a bowl to inspect The entrails, mysteries unsolved By the clueless and the klutzes Cold, hard facts and nothing else But a ringing that won’t leave Your heart and ears, a reminder That you had it better, once Before these cold, hard facts Blew you awayContinue reading “Cold, Hard Facts. A poem.”
A perilous montage Belies the truth A potent mix that Soaks in waters Where icebergs And submersibles Hide bittersweet Goodbyes A dangerous place Windswept with lies A potent reminder That all is not As it was or could be An icy reminder Of yesterday’s Foreshadowing For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry,Continue reading “Ice Cold. A poem.”
The green envelops me And I float And rise And sink On this green tide The green consumes me As I taste And toil And vomit This green inside The green greets me And seduces me And I As with all Welcome it In return For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry,Continue reading “Green. A poem.”
What slumber is this? How far deep in waking dreams Did this course of action Decide progress beyond Frank anticipation? Shudder under a veil Of night as black as pitch That sinks thought As dark as tar and deep Into this vale we’ll toil, Until the morning sun Casts glimmers of wistful Hope on towersContinue reading “Shake. A poem.”
You are so righteous, So much ‘holier than thou’— Get in line, baby For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.
I tried to make you happy And not to bring you down But again I failed so inevitably Thorny crown upon my brow I tried to make you happy But perhaps the stage was set For another lonely scene of remonstrance A monologue of regret I tried to make you happy But it seems toContinue reading “I Tried. A poem.”
This sh&t show never ends I would change the channel But the remote’s on the fritz And there’s nothing else Worthwhile on anyway And even if there was I’m too apathetic to care And too down to get up today Too spent to make some change And too Too This sh&t show never ends UntilContinue reading “Sh&t Show. A poem.”
Somewhere along the way I lost sight of yesterday Drifting on currents and whirlpools Threatening to take me Down to places I’d rather not be And so I fell as deeply as one could As far down as one never ever should A stone and leaden weight Sinking deeper into fate Violent currents and whirlpoolsContinue reading “Currents and Whirlpools. A poem.”
How blameless you are, forever blaming others— mirror without truth. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.
So. So so so. So, a lot of people seem to have an issue with uncertainty. About where they are headed, about the meaning of life. You know. The big questions. I’m one of those. Sometimes. So. So, I know I’m on a path. I’m a believer in predestination. Destiny. Fate. Call it what youContinue reading “So. A stream of consciousness poem.”
All these briars and thorns— Sticking and slicing, Pricking and enticing— Patterning my body And reflecting my somber discontent. Marking a trail upon this empty flesh— A patina of scar tissue, A fleshy, vertiginous map— To guide me like a lost, Angst-filled, wayward child. Back from the emptiness Of my long congealing heart. For moreContinue reading “Briars and Thorns. A poem.”
It’s so easy to wave And then slide below And let the tide take me Wherever we’ll go Waving not drowning Just a puppet on show Drowning not waving Behind a curtain of woe For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered andContinue reading “Drowning Not Waving. A poem.”
You long for purpose, Searching far for fulfilment, When it’s right here, now. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.
I took the blame For it was my lot To stumble and toil And make my weary way Back to life From whence I was cast Aside But blame should be Apportioned Fairly and to each For blame lies not in one But in the actions And inactions Of all Forevermore For more Poetry, clickContinue reading “Blame. A poem.”
A tendency to exaggerate. Variable and inconsistent, A migratory bird, unaware Which hemisphere is up Or what time of year it is. A mountain and a molehill, Keynotes of your dependency. Furtive and insecure And longing for approval; All wayward illegitimacy. Time to find the truth within And not try so hard To be partyContinue reading “Murder of Crows. A poem.”
These metaphors, So sorely overused, Are now circumspect And reeking of apathy. I long to find Such cunning words That would spin Symphonies of ardency. This paramour, In evidence alone, Has proven they Can break your heart so many times, Yet always have you Coming back for more. For more Poetry, click here. For moreContinue reading “Paramour. A poem.”
I reach And yet Everything Is so Far away Unknowable My fingertips Brush The surface Of something I cannot Grasp No matter How hard I try But that Won’t stop Me from Persevering Because Practice Makes Perfect For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely andContinue reading “Practice Makes Perfect. A poem.”
I stopped to think and thought Perhaps I shouldn’t do so Perhaps I should just stand and rise Above all the crap I’m floating in All the muck and detritus I’ve let gather around me All these years and tears And heartfelt fears That congest the waters And drag me down A skeletal grip uponContinue reading “Switch. A poem.”
Your fragile ego, shattered in many pieces. Can it be remade? For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.
The wait is over And although you were active All along Spewing literary concerns Like jaded opinions And late afternoon enfilades The time has come For release From this future tense To revel in the irony That what kept you going Was a bitter sense of yesterday And wanting To get far away From allContinue reading “The Wait is Over. A poem.”
Attitudes entrenched by years of disbelief, tears and fears. Shaken, abused and confused; broken, taken and refused, again and again, until there’s nothing left but regret and emptiness. An anger that shakes these foundations of resentment, these skyscrapers of doubt. Twisting and turning this rage about until there’s nothing left but wanton disregard. Enough toContinue reading “The Whole Shebang. A poem.”
Saw you again the other day, ring on finger, centre stage. I smiled, a little whimsically, through sad and bitter memories. I looked back amongst the bric-a-brac, how we laughed and walked, and fought like that. And played and talked and teased again— sometimes enemies, sometimes friends. I realised, despite the lies of youth, IContinue reading “Centre Stage. A poem.”
Brown, blood-streaked breadcrumb entree Built to serve Consistently It roils and rocks In the mouth, awash Then on it floats Sea of acid wash A meal of kings A grand entry Ignominious exit Consistency Brown, blood-streaked A warning bell To the doctor, now And time will tell For more Poetry, click here. For more ofContinue reading “Steak Sandwich. A poem.”
I take photographs. I write poetry. Here’s some poetry and photography, in equal measures. Cheers Steve 🙂 Heart Tree. A poem. Light shines through the trees above Forming a shape, too like my heart Coloured by light and silhouette Reflecting all of my life’s regrets And if I stare for a little too long MyContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Heart Tree”
Entrenched within Mud to knees No flight from here A no man’s land Of blithe confusion And emptiness Entrenched within This sharp regret Like a bayonet Some veiled remorse And back and forth In the wasteland Entrenched within Over the top Until you’re stopped Bullet or ballad Fleet foot, fallen And no escape Entrenched withinContinue reading “Entrenched. A poem.”
I take photographs. I write poetry. Poetry and photography, as seen above and below, exchanging views and subtle growth. Cheers Steve 🙂 Swing I swing into summer The water chilled to perfection Melting an icy veneer That once suited this exterior And so I swing A subtle pendulum Expectantly delivered Into your watery embrace ForContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Swing”
My arms like tree limbs, gnarled and objectified. Here in the last remaining light, reaching for an unreachable sign by the side of a road, long and bitterly loathed. My feet encased in clay, entrenched along with attitudes I left in yesterday, along with foolish platitudes and angst-ridden symphonies in flight and obscure. Still theContinue reading “Well Spent. A poem.”
Your corruption has taken me Down and done, blistered and foul Every stream, more pain to cross Until this bitter pill has done its Sour and murky job And set this soul to rights So I can ride again But always with this fear That your corruption Will bring me down again For more Poetry,Continue reading “Corruption. A poem.”
Tar, congealing in your veins, sheltering your heartbeat in its quicksilver repose. Aortic mysteries, dissected atriums and ventricles at ease and at odds, pulling and pushing through luxurious days and overheated nights. What will it take to quicken your lackadaisical pulse, to break your blood and soul from this lethargy that holds you fastidiously toContinue reading “Pulse. A poem.”
The cycle is constant Together, alone I long for the instant Until I’m finally home I endure and I crave The simplest life Where my soul is saved By my family and wife But the cycle is constant Together, alone The cycle is constant Until I’m finally home For more of my poetry, check outContinue reading “The Cycle. A poem.”
Wallflower unfurls Petals reach towards the sun Longing for its touch For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.
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.”
Damn fool Believing you’re good enough Damn fool For thinking you got it made Damn fool For believing in life and love Damn fool Taking belief to your grave Damn fool I still believe in you Damn fool Maybe you do, too For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely andContinue reading “Damn Fool. A poem.”
Pale droplets cascade Down gray-faced facades Of dimpled iron will Collecting the residue Of dusty acrimony Along their chaotic Weatherbeaten paths. Pools of mercury Dance in the afterglow Rising and falling To the somber occasion And recalling times And memories lost Abandoned in twilight. Rain, let it fall on me And remind me of myselfContinue reading “Rainfall. A poem.”
Today: All at once, there’s no one there, the dark, an isolation tank. The world outside faded away, a post-apocalyptic prank. Tomorrow: The light here that lingers on, electric in the morning dew. This joyous, often mellow song that shows it’s face to me and you. Today: I’m excommunicated, now, shunned, it seems, by thoseContinue reading “Today/Tomorrow. A poem.”
I reach the zenith And immediately fall Too much gravity For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.