Cat and Mouse. A poem.
This poem is the sequel to a short story I wrote for uni. Continue reading Cat and Mouse. A poem.
Tag: Poetry
Pedestrian. A poem.
Some of us run wildly through life, without care or concern for the consequences. Some of us tread cautiously, looking both ways, weighing the odds.
Some of us let our fears overcome us, and before we know it, we’re approaching middle age and still don’t know how to avoid life’s oncoming cars. Continue reading Pedestrian. A poem.
La Petite Mort. A poem.
Despite what you might think after reading this poem, I am not into passing out during sex. It made for an interesting poem, though. Continue reading La Petite Mort. A poem.
Broken Bottle. A Haiku Trilogy
Ah, haiku. My favourite 5/7/5 syllable verse form.
Back to writing in threes, which seems to flow naturally for me.
There was a time when I used to drink a lot. I don’t drink anymore. And I’m better for it. Continue reading Broken Bottle. A Haiku Trilogy
Walk. A poem.
I didn’t walk after my workout today. But I thought I’d write a poem about it, anyway. Continue reading Walk. A poem.
Grace. A poem.
Ever been in love with someone that doesn’t know it? Maybe you have, maybe you haven’t. Maybe this poem means nothing to you.
But if you have, this poem may mean everything and more. Continue reading Grace. A poem.
Haiku very much
The Japanese Haiku’s 5/7/5 syllable structure is a source of great enjoyment and wonder for me.
I don’t know why I write Haiku’s in groups of three. I just do. Continue reading Haiku very much
The Lie. A poem.
This has been a big week for me. I’ve written a number of poems (some I like, some I don’t) that have been well received. Here’s another. Continue reading The Lie. A poem.
Today. A poem.
This poem is a true story.
If you’re feeling, or thinking, this way – choose life.
Every time. Continue reading Today. A poem.
Womb. A poem.
Another poem. So much for me saying I don’t write poetry. It’s almost all I’ve done this week. I think I’ve got a bit of a knack for it. Continue reading Womb. A poem.
The Veil of Love. A Haiku Trilogy.
This came to me this morning. I love Haiku – it’s simple 5/7/5-syllable structure is challenging, but allows one to speak volumes with its brevity. Continue reading The Veil of Love. A Haiku Trilogy.
Black Dog. A poem.
As a person who suffers from long term depression, I thought it only right that I write a poem about it. Continue reading Black Dog. A poem.
Homeless. A poem.
Well, I’m on fire this week. Here’s another poem I composed.
As with all my poems, it’s deeply personal. But hopefully it speaks to all. Continue reading Homeless. A poem.
Haiku, haiku, haiku. Bless you
Some haikus I wrote – Japanese poems based on a 5/7/5 syllable structure. Like I said, I’m in a poem-writing mood. Continue reading Haiku, haiku, haiku. Bless you
Unrequited. A poem
Another poem I wrote. I guess I’m in a poem writing mood, at the moment. Continue reading Unrequited. A poem
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