Drifter. A poem.
When all the lonely drifters are sleeping … Continue reading Drifter. A poem.
Tag: Poetry
Plague. A poem.
Why do you still plague me, so? To inhabit me like a parasite, gouging out my pale insides? Churning up my hopeless dreams like milk into aromatic cheese, to accompany sides and crackers, all the pieces left of me. I … Continue reading Plague. A poem.
Haiku Friday: Longing. A haiku.
Longing Longing for the one Who will make every sunrise Better than the last What is a haiku? Glad you asked. Click here to find out more. For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my … Continue reading Haiku Friday: Longing. A haiku.
Upstart Photographer: Things #4
A photo. An accompanying poem. ‘Nuff said. Cheers Steve 🙂 Wall. A poem. You blocked the way, a cantankerous old crone, bleached, cracked and worn, bitter-boned and sun-dried. What use are you when your gaps in memory provide brief passage, … Continue reading Upstart Photographer: Things #4
The Risk. A poem.
The wash of highlights on your face illuminates more than worry in your eyes. The antecedent calls you back to an enigma, cold-cast in lies, a veil that gently mocks and knocks upon an antiquated door, whose wood-rotted timbers hide … Continue reading The Risk. A poem.
Moss-less, or begging ain’t so bad…
‘A poor man gathers no moss’, to coin a phrase. Okay, that’s probably a bit stupid, but hopefully it got your attention. For those of you who’ve read my bio or have been following my blog for a while, you’ll … Continue reading Moss-less, or begging ain’t so bad…
Nothing Less. A poem.
I left myself in such a mess, recovery mode and nothing less. Drowned my sorrows in emptiness, succumbed to my own thoughtlessness. But now I see the road ahead. You light my way to more than this. I guess this … Continue reading Nothing Less. A poem.
Sleeptalking. A poem.
Lying here Thinking Thinking Counting … Continue reading Sleeptalking. A poem.
Haiku Friday: Poetic. A haiku.
Poetic To wax poetic. To surf rhythmic waves of verse, rise and scream “success!” What is a haiku? Glad you asked. Click here to find out more. I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from my … Continue reading Haiku Friday: Poetic. A haiku.
The Winter of Our World. A poem.
Winter wanted one last bite of the red, red cherry, and so it returned with steely vengeance, to strike with icy blades that shimmied through my skin and took root within my veins. The frost dusting the lawn was a … Continue reading The Winter of Our World. A poem.
Grip. A poem.
I shrink before your bitter ire that holds me in its angry grip. Where gentle touch consumed me, prior, now smothers this apprenticeship. For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my first e-book, available at … Continue reading Grip. A poem.
Upstart Photographer: Things #3
I like to write poems. I like to take photographs. Sometimes I take photos of things. Here’s one, with an accompanying poem. I don’t normally write poems about things, but for my photos I can make an exception. Cheers Steve … Continue reading Upstart Photographer: Things #3
Sweet Nothings. A poem.
Head down Black entrails entwined Around my throat Choking the life And whispering Sweet nothings Of mindless contempt The residue of years Of churning anger The spittle of malice And undisputed loathing Clawing its way Up from within Until it’s … Continue reading Sweet Nothings. A poem.
Step. A poem.
One Foot In Front Of the other Every day Step Forward Trying Not To step back Every day I Move A Little Further Forward Every day I move a little further To where I need to be One Step Closer … Continue reading Step. A poem.
Haiku Friday: The Promise. A haiku.
The Promise Holistic vision: a promise swaddled in truth. Future redemption. Haiku is a Japanese poetic form with a strict 5/7/5 syllable and line structure. Cheers Steve 🙂 I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from … Continue reading Haiku Friday: The Promise. A haiku.
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