Overflowing
He wakes up five minutes After the autumn equinox, the Blanket of day mute and grey Around him, The silence of This place stretches out into the City, a cloak… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: poem
Acquiesce
Another decision Corrodes in his Quiet despair Under the smile, Indecision Ever-present, the Sense of being Carelessly left Eviscerated. R 22/09/2023 07:50 Quietly, he lets her take Control of him,… Continue Reading
Treasure
TREASURE the slow morning the sunshine through the kitchen window the clink of the cup on its saucer the scent of coffee and breakfast cake the silence of us sitting… Continue Reading
Mortified
I forget I am the only summer child In my family, which explains my need For heat and sun, and why I am Mortified when clouds push their way Over… Continue Reading
Outfit
It was a lie. Summer was meant to Outfit him with enough Heat to last a year. It ran out before The autumn solstice, The last few days A grey… Continue Reading
Verdict
Science cannot understand Creativity nor the act of creation. Its verdict on art is – nice but Not necessary, want but not need. It has translated this into what it… Continue Reading
Rest
There is a restlessness In what science thinks is a void Beyond the edge of this universe, A knot of cells dividing in The airless space where nothing Should be…. Continue Reading
Stage
He is permanently tense, Like he used to be before going On stage, or out to bat, Putting himself on public display With the notion of constant failure. His writing… Continue Reading
Replete
Magpies are sages not thieves, Graceful messengers of all life’s Giving and taking, replete with Wisdom and intelligence, the Shape of the black and white Phoenix burnished with the fire… Continue Reading
Towering
Olives only fruit from new growth. There must be a pruning after each harvest For a fresh one to grow. There can be No towering majesty in the fight To… Continue Reading