I’d long lost sight of my family As I descended the stairs slowly Those stairs they were so tricky It was easy to trip and slippery They climbed up the darkened stairs Out of my tomb and into the air … Continue reading Family Lost. A poem.
True beauty The power you hold Unbeknownst to you could change the world For one man all told A man who longs for you When nights are cold As he lies alone with only thoughts of true beauty To save his soul Continue reading True Beauty. A poem.
I curse my name And heart and face If I could melt this flesh I would To end this reign And bring me To a better place Continue reading Curse. A poem.
I long to hold her hand To walk together Talk about the weather Share a movie and dinner And laugh until we cry Lost in reticence He who hesitates am I Continue reading Hesitation. A Poem.
The long haul north The highway like a dreamtime serpent Twisting forlornly through valleys Of gum and wattle, towns and fields I am an island moving In the relentless torrent north Towards faithless destiny Not remembered or forgiven Just complete the task assigned and say goodnight I’m just a chauffeur on the fly . I recently drove 2200kms giving a lift to my aging parents to and from their holiday destination up north (there and back twice: all up 4400kms over 4 days). I didn’t mind the distance. What I did mind was not seeing a family member I was … Continue reading The Long Haul. A poem.
Ask and you shall receive Perhaps it’s meant to be Only God can say And His phone’s currently engaged But I’ll keep ringing In the hope I get through Because the answer Is everything Continue reading The Call. A poem.
I would build you a house If you would live in it with me I’d build it tall and proud To share with you and family We could live in golden halls Dance to music from above Until the furtive angels called Our love I’m not worthy of Let me build you a house And together we will be A perfect love to dream about As one until eternity Continue reading House. A poem.
The rabbit’s body is stiff and heavy in my hand. I wrap it in its funeral trappings, a plastic cloak as light and airy as its existence. It’s family lies in burrows deep below, the farmer’s poison dried within withered veins. I place it within its casket, a waste bin its solemn ferry to where its family’s souls gently sleep. There was a family of rabbits that lived next door. The guy there has chickens and sheep, so it was only a matter of time before he took steps to bait them. For a while that happy family of rabbits … Continue reading A Rabbit Passes. A prose poem.
An anniversary Three years of torment Ashes from which I arise A new man A better man Beholden to the past But reaching for the future From this crucible I am forged anew To rebuild To refine To create Never to revisit past sins But to find a better life With you . Not long ago, I said I wouldn’t be posting any poetry for a while to give myself space to create poems for the poetry subject I’ve just started at uni. Well, I couldn’t help myself. Looks like there’s room for both, after all: poetry blogging and poetry … Continue reading Anniversary. A poem.
I started a new uni subject today, on writing poetry. Because I have to write a lot of poems for this subject it’s gonna mean a bit of a drought for my blog (normally I post a poem a day). So I’m going to publish a few of my older poems to keep readers going until I have some time to post some new original poems (I can’t post poems from my current uni subject until it’s over, otherwise the plagiarism checker will pick up my own poems on this website lol). So, without further ado, here’s an oldie but … Continue reading Poetry Drought!
Freedom Is a state of mind Not unlike a canary In a coal mine Continue reading Freedom. A poem.
So many choices: Angst, depression, Regret, trepidation, Bitterness, anxiety They say time flies But twenty four hours Is all my mind needs To bring me to my knees Continue reading Twenty Four Hours. A poem.
She captures me Consumes me And I welcome Her Venus Flytrap Embrace Continue reading Venus Flytrap. A poem.
I rise before the first blush of dawn Dappled sunlight like reedy fingers Touching the grey surrounds Blooming refulgent petals Apprehension in alpha and omega What fearsome beasts should rise On wings of measured determination Cunningly disguised and lividly forthright Trapped in sundered cogitation An hourglass of intimation curtailed Until sands cease to flow And all begins anew Continue reading Sands. A poem.
Justice in your palm How I bowed to thee You grabbed my life, threw it away Washed your hands of me Today I’m serving time Day and night in misery Until the shining light of truth Will one day set me free Continue reading Justice. A poem.
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