Somewhere Inside
I used to tell my children The darkness is your friend To help them sleep at night Even though I always slept With the curtains open Before I met their… Continue Reading
Not The Right Time
I saw death loitering By the back door Out of the corner of my eye, Briefly illuminated by the glow Of my pre-dawn cigarette. She sniffed at the smoke, Stepped… Continue Reading
2020
It is the weight of this year, The heaviness of each dark morning, The silence of the first waking, And the emptiness of air Where once warmth was, That makes… Continue Reading
The Cradle of Democracy
A hundred thousand Students deprived of education Turn against the screen showing nothing But a history deprived of context, A history designed to make them Only the mouthpieces of capitalism… Continue Reading
Season’s Close
Summer always comes to its end Too quickly, too soon, and Regrets are too easily dwelt on, And sadness inevitable, after these Days of joy and fear, and the Bonds… Continue Reading
The Law
The law is nothing more than a word; Not binding, Not final, Not judging, Nor right. The law is nothing more than a sentiment; No meaning, No commitment, No vow,… Continue Reading
The Loss Of Words
I’m now on the 151st day of my own personal lockdown, and only just realised it’s almost two months since I posted anything here. I don’t often talk about my… Continue Reading
A FATHERS’ DAY POEM TO MYSELF
Sometimes, I wish I would not share my children’s taste in music, Nor shared with them the music I love, And that they hated what I like. Sometimes, I wish… Continue Reading
Speakers For The Dead
Dear Ren, By way of a terrible piece of timing, I have just got back from my daily walk drenched to the skin, and my skin exercised by the hailstorm… Continue Reading
Of Pestilence and Politics
Dear R, I’m so glad you’ve written to me. It’s been a long time, and I know that both you and I have been distracted from our correspondence by the… Continue Reading