The descent begins: That troublesome, quarrelsome, Misbegotten feeling. Vertigo in media res. The whirlpool beckoning A less than eager sailor Of depths all too familiar. Down you go again: You wish the plummet Was further out of reach. For more … Continue reading Plummet. A poem.
Fire and ice; divergent tangents Burning, steaming; circumventing logic Interconnected; beyond precedents We were one and then we lost The game that made pariahs of us both For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry … Continue reading Pariah’s Game. A poem.
I love to take photographs and write poetry. Why not take a gander. Steve 🙂 Beached. A poem. Like an errant whale Who misjudged the moon You lie beached In objection and isolation Wondering when the tides Would carry you … Continue reading Upstart Photographer – Beached
Lost my bottle to a bottle, The convex bottom of Carnival Mirror Reflections Twisting and churning; The beast within the beast, Cracked Scarred Spent And as poignant as an empty Bottle. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my … Continue reading Bottle. A poem.
We once gathered round, Before time and circumstance Dictated less than fond adieus; And bloated sensitivities Blended with simplistic vagaries, Tore down tradition And vented wholesome lies. We once gathered round, Like comrades round the vodka. When fires so honourable … Continue reading We Once Gathered Round. A poem.
I give amnesty If you trespass against me It will set you free For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available … Continue reading Amnesty. A haiku.
I wish I was a fish And could see the world Through fishy eyes And fish bowl smile With no care or thoughts To remonstrate Or percolate Within my fishy brain But my brain’s too big And far too succinct … Continue reading Fish Story. A poem.
You were standing there And I was standing here Surrounded by the things We longed for and adored And neither of us knew (But of course we did) In our ignorance and arrogance We turned and passed away Flipped destiny … Continue reading Book Store Brevity. A poem.
Digging Revealing Dirt covered trinkets And broken chances Uncovered And unbecoming Times and treasures Broken and beguiling Coming to light And dark And overwhelming All sense Some treasures Are better off Buried For more Poetry, click here. For more of … Continue reading Treasure. A poem.
When enough is said And it’s never enough But just enough To matter For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available … Continue reading Enough. A poem.
Sometimes, I remember you: The time, the place. Wrapped up in whimsy, In solace and solitude. All left behind In an unforgiving instant, Bereft and bellicose, Yet screaming for more. Sometimes, I remember you: But hindsight And familiarity Don’t always … Continue reading Gameshow. A poem.
Plunge Deep below Where sinking Is dreaming And thoughts Are washed away In plumes Of subtlety And sobriety And nonchalance Then, once more Take the plunge Again For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry … Continue reading Plunge. A poem.
Bars you can’t squeeze through Beyond your reach, it’s true Too thick to overcome Your strength of will undone A trap fit for a king To spend your life within This cage in which you sit Is what your mind makes it For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print. Click here to find out how to get your copy. Continue reading Cage. A poem.
What place is there For one with values In a world that values All things valueless For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or … Continue reading What Place? A poem.
I remember your embrace Enfolded and ensured Encapsulating all and nothing Bittersweet and banked upon Softly sweet and silky smooth And as fettered and lasting As a dream I remember your embrace And the downy remorse That feathers every memory … Continue reading Embrace. A poem.
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