63/2023
Peace feels like an impossibility, Indoctrinated feet marching across an Invaded country fighting for its Independence from the old-school tyrant. There is cold, and there’s real cold, Where hands drop… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: poem
62/2023
Distilling the world into its essence, We are left with nothing but straight Lines, where even what we see as circles Are fashioned from tangents around An empty space. All… Continue Reading
61/2023
Love spoils everything. It is An aberration of the spirit, Overcomes the will of the flesh, Turns it old and stagnant. Love is a blight on Unbridled and multiple lusts… Continue Reading
60/2023
Less smoke, more fire. Candles on the cake A pyre of years, those Linear measures of lives. Less smoke, less noise, Flames as high as towers Warm hands on the… Continue Reading
43/2023
Winter has harvested its crop Of lives, and planted misery Instead of wheat into the fallow Soil, bare land as far as eyes dare To look, as bleak as eyes… Continue Reading
42/2023
There is nothing legendary about this era; It is the detritus of made-up myths and ideologies, The remnants of something only liars believe in, Their faiths questionable at most, And… Continue Reading
40/2023
She laid out her sketchpad and pencils, Half-hidden from the masculine shape on The dais at the centre. He was never averse To taking his clothes off in public, and… Continue Reading
38/2023
plead another word for beg on our knees submissive last resort negation of self of no value sacrifice no self-esteem grovelling covered in the shit of living dominated no free… Continue Reading
37/2023
We have grown older without noting The time gone, but, like ex First Violins With the Philharmonic, we’re afraid now To take our instruments from their cases To play them… Continue Reading
34/2023
The sun slices an alien light Into the sepia of the gloaming To create abstract shapes of angles And curves and shade. The world Becomes two-dimensional in The orange haze… Continue Reading