The Well. A Haiku.
A 5-7-5 syllable tribute to the Japanese poetic art form. Return to the well Its water stoppers your loss And quenches the soul For more poetry, click here. Continue reading The Well. A Haiku.
A 5-7-5 syllable tribute to the Japanese poetic art form. Return to the well Its water stoppers your loss And quenches the soul For more poetry, click here. Continue reading The Well. A Haiku.
And we descendUpon the patchwork scene belowBackpack thrusters filling the airWith poetic fire While the gibbous hordesMock and tease and gesturePunctuating the dark withErstwhile curses and lamentations And unholy gunfireFor when we arrive We will cleanse this clotted landUntil this … Continue reading Space Marines. A poem.
Your love leaves me withA horrible aftertaste – Just so saccharine. For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Saccharine. A haiku.
Time moved on and so did IBut every fleeting momentI feel the splinter A vestige of youBurrowing to my head and heartSlicing as it goesAs tenderly as a razorAnd as comforting as a viceIf I had a needle I’d thread … Continue reading Splinter. A poem.
Can you be succinct?Shave a long story shorter?Perhaps, you could try. For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Succinct. A haiku.
Circles and circumstanceWinding upon themselvesThese constant continuitiesInto which we dive and delveAll roads lead to Rome it seemsWhich brings us back to hereThe point of origin within And source of all our tears For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Circuitous. A poem.
The merciless tide Pulls you deepYou may curseIts indomitable gripBut to no availThe ancient current The rip that dragsAnd fetters youCasts you ontoUnknown shoresWhere every soul’sJourney ends For more poetry, click here. Continue reading The Merciless Tide. A poem.
Artless, next to youYour composition, texturesLeave me wanting more For more poetry, click here. Continue reading The Photographer. A Haiku.
Lying hereIn obtuse gloryThe morning blushesAnd burnished motesDance across the roomWonderingWherefore art thouWandering in tincturesOf blue or red or greenWhen we both should beLying hereIn obtuse glory For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Obtuse Glory. A poem.
Hear this testamentLast lines of ageless regretFind faith and forgive For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Testament. A haiku.
PerilousDark clouds aboveIn churningStorm-painted skiesAnd here I am, in betweenBlack depths belowIn churning,Storm-blown seasPerilous For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Perilous. A poem.
A fractured existenceBroken bones/broken heartEnduring, crawlingStriving to forgetOn splintered limbsForged in pain and regretTime heals allBut feel the filigree linesAll cracks and calcified Where movement grindsAnd creaks and groansTo melancholy rhymeReminded constantlyTo heal, one has to hurtBreaks and sprains, a … Continue reading Fractured. A poem.
Here lay a vacant block,Strewn with the detritusOf travellers, neighbours,And vagrant necessity. Overgrown and empty,Awash in a sea of cynicalDisregard and circumstance.You found it there,A fine purchase, almost lost In the crowd of lotsAnd auctioned showpieces.You bought the block and … Continue reading Vacant Block. A poem.
Another day and dollar downIn the exhibition of yearsTrials and tribulationsMeted out like punishmentsConfined and minimisedResigned and popularisedAnd every walk aloneIs a walk nearer the edgeThat threatens to toppleMansions to the groundAnd make mountains From molehills So I persevereResilience found … Continue reading Another Day. A poem.
You lost, fair and square Your soliloquy is done Now exit stage right. For more poetry, click here. Continue reading Exit Stage Right. A Haiku.