Never But Always. A poem.
Next to youFar from youLike parallelDimensions Existing In quantum fluxBeside and yetAsideAnd never butAlways Distant For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Never But Always. A poem.
Next to youFar from youLike parallelDimensions Existing In quantum fluxBeside and yetAsideAnd never butAlways Distant For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Never But Always. 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 blowsAnd burns me like a funeral pyre And leaves me spent, from head to toeYou thought you’d get away with thisBy stealing all my heartfelt blissA pseudonym for hurt and painA sorry state that won’t be missed For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Visitor. 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 … Continue reading Aftertaste. A poem.
Use this template: buildAnd make it your starting placeTo reignite joy For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Template. A haiku.
Have we forgottenThat which brought us to this placeSo we might rebuild For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Rebuild. A haiku.
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 … Continue reading How and When. 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 … Continue reading The Promise of All. 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 … Continue reading Random Dream. 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 … Continue reading Black Dog Rain. A poem.
To burn againIn consequenceAnd reveryOf shared intentYour funeral pyreOf dark delightYour flaming heartOf sanguine fire For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Sanguine Fire. 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 … Continue reading Change for Change’s Sake. 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 … Continue reading One day. 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 … Continue reading Redundant Sea. A poem.
I will persevereAs I always have and will‘Til the last sun sets For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Persevere. A haiku.
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 … Continue reading Alleys. A poem.