Defaced. A poem.
Lost in the crowd, familiar face from a past long forgotten… I write poems about me and stuff that affects me. That’s just what I do. Continue reading Defaced. A poem.
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Stupid Boy. A poem.
I don’t think I’ll ever stop being a stupid boy. I’m trying to be better. I wrote this poem about it. Continue reading Stupid Boy. A poem.
Crush. A poem.
I suffer from the hugest crushes on women who have no idea who I am. I’m a bit of a twit, really. But I love women. I can’t help it. Shame I’m not more confident. Here’s a poem about that. Continue reading Crush. A poem.
A Writer’s Lot. A poem.
And at that certain time Heads emerge from shells Where they were buried Dreaming tales to tell And cloistered in my womb Loneliness and black dog thoughts Of doom and gloom I send my words to you Sometimes liked Sometimes … Continue reading A Writer’s Lot. A poem.
The Place I’m In. A poem.
Atmospheric periphery Horizon where oxygen thins Light and dark, yang and yin Moonlight shines upon the rim Skirting stars and floating things Reflects the place and state I’m in Continue reading The Place I’m In. A poem.
Pocket. A Poem.
My pocket is the doorway to my soul. Or it could be, if I didn’t clean it out as much. Here’s my ode to the humble pocket. Continue reading Pocket. A Poem.
Trois Haiku
I will forever adore the Haiku and its mystical 5/7/5 syllable structure. Here are three I composed this morning. Continue reading Trois Haiku
Summer. A poem.
Here’s a poem about my love/hate relationship with Summer. In Australia it’s over for another year.
Winter is coming 😉 Continue reading Summer. A poem.
Shades. A poem.
I once found a pair of brand new sunglasses in an elevator. Rather than turn them in, I decided to keep them (terrible of me, I know).
They change the shape of my face when I wear them, almost making me a different person. When they’re on, I almost have a sense of increased confidence and lessened anxiety. Does that happen with you, too? Continue reading Shades. A poem.
I. A poem.
I wished I wanted I needed My love to be more than I needed I wanted I wished Another poetic experiment. I like this one. Continue reading I. A poem.
Well Met. A Poem.
A poem about the misguided affairs of the heart. Swept up and swept away, never thinking about the real price you pay. Continue reading Well Met. A Poem.
Absolution. A Poem.
The sum of all regrets Like dew drops in my hand Drying in the morning sun And leaving nothing left But the air I breathed That filled me up Was good enough Good enough Continue reading Absolution. A Poem.
Scream. A Poem Of Dreams.
The angry tide The beach swept clean Refuse returned to the slumber of the sea The frozen snows Such bitter cold Ground disguised, glistening winter freeze The haunted house All empty rooms Cavities and mouldings hold mysteries The ocean ship Pitches, rolls away The storm that blows onward drunkenly All these things Broil and seethe In relentless dreams I drown, I scream I dream about all sorts of stuff. I know you do too. Care to share? Continue reading Scream. A Poem Of Dreams.
Feel. A poem.
Today’s poem is about love, connection, and touch. Continue reading Feel. A poem.
Rain. A Poem.
I felt the rain more deeply than ever before It flowed like chaotic capillaries down my face It mingled with tears, a salty, alchemical mix It touched my tongue, combined saliva and cotton mouth It washed me clean of tragic irony and bittersweet regret And when it stopped I stood there dripping, alone as always Contemplating when it would fall on me again Would I accept its cold, cleansing embrace Or would I shrink away to a warmer, dryer place This poem is another experiment for me. I’ve been trying out different free verse structures and meters, and … Continue reading Rain. A Poem.
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