Burning Books An idea is creeping This concept is bleeding freedom dry Bleaching our souls to dust Carving loveliness into nothing A vision is stealing rational thought Turning the good to turgid insipidness Leadership whips to spoil Leaving people and lands boldly strewn A nightmare is building out of the hate Filling the belly of […]
I Am An Ammonite is a poem written by Marcus Moore as part of the Cotswold Water Park Trust. I feel very lucky that a few years ago they all said yes to me illustrating it and placing it in the Science-Art Exhibition at Centre Arts in Cheltenham. The poem is on canvas and I […]
Brains severed down the middle Bloodied silver gleam Echos of the self Served in grey matter pulp Memories disgorged To the air Swirling currents Entering the mind Thoughts erasing Infection ingrating Scrambling That which is not cut Grey-pink ribbons A smell of iron jelly Complete with spoon
A humming bird is the girl Flitting from group to group Stopping to drink but never her fill A satallite is the girl Orbiting around them all Around and around but never to land A firework is the girl Waiting benign to explode Contained potential but never lit A dragon is the girl Ferrocious in […]
My dreams that where Have all but shattered Time alone would make them scatter Within my mind you may find Nothing but reflections mask Deep within some repetitive task Over and over Learning the emotion pain Express it or go insane
Legs dragging like rubber lumps Stumps of trees used to bluggen Liquid treacle air Beware the morning song Echos of dreams and future lies A moment – such a moment Such a dream Scream light blossoms Crustal liquid move Nothing but for now Me, you, them, us All swirling thoughts All memories of it all […]
Society wields a lobotomising blade Severing self from self Pushing into isolated darkness That which needs the light Hiding away arbitrary bits For religion For the state For the neighbours Society self lobotomising Society self cannibalising Swallowing their victims whole Victims turned to automatons Living flesh – the machine Ordered and obeying Self lobotomising, self […]
Whisper whisper shimmer bright Glitter glitter sparkling light Shiver shiver in the night Glimmer glimmer hope or flight? Bitter bitter lost in sight Figure figure hold on tight snigger snigger what is might? Flitter flitter a new plight Gobble gobble too few bites Struggle struggle through the blight
Climbing up Falling down Wondering when I’ll hit the ground Emotions spinning me around I walk numbly through this town Wondering if… I scream right now Would my need just rebound For I am not heaven bound So would the angels hear the sound? Cos there’s a secret I have found I’m Hell’s Queen I […]
Multicoloured multitude Thronging past the window Burdened with the gifts of consumerism A force like a tide of poisonous algea Swarming up and blooming toxic The concrete street a river of your own detritus The homeless shifted pebbles to another store I hate you And am part of you Sipping coffee With my bags of […]