Archive for the 'Poems' Category

Language

Monday, December 14th, 2020

language: an incomplete version of mind reading leading to great innovation communal thinking or big blundering miss understandings across generations and peoples

Memories Angel

Monday, December 7th, 2020

Golden wings Tipped with adamantian blades Swift or lingering It maybe death Brought upon these wings Sad eyes and splendour lips Seek you Betrayer Self lamentor Hunter of untruth Your blade will splatter Metallic wings That you called into existence Pulled from the ethos of ego All they want is to swim in the dark […]

The Life Strand

Saturday, November 28th, 2020

Dark stranded waves Rushing the shore Pummeling the within… without Scouring with painful abrasion On and on Little bits of grit Wearing you down A fragment of life at a time

Things To Which I Cling

Wednesday, November 25th, 2020

Things to which I cling Stuff which I need Too many lights In the night At Christmas As colours drenched the home Because when you have no reason for hope Hope is all you have These things to which I cling Too much stodge Cheap but at a cost I’ve paid for it so I’ll […]

Ghost Sentinel

Friday, November 13th, 2020

The silhouette black, a contrast to the white Which luminesses, reaching almost blue… or purple… or green. Ripples of soft grey, shadows that a low swept sun awakes Even in sleep it has been an eternity And the wind bites with a thousand icy shards

Sudoku Mad

Saturday, November 7th, 2020

Column-row Reflective contemplation Elimination Numbers caged Relax

YES

Wednesday, October 28th, 2020

YES – an affirmation Splashed across the wall Red ochre Burnt in the heat of summer YES! No one was quiet sure What the yes was to Or who in fact was giving such agreement Kids with scrapped knees ignored it Playing football in the still world That sometimes soley belongs to them

Excellence

Thursday, October 8th, 2020

Excel, well that’s swell, fever’s lick feels like hell, The fail of the trace and tell, population fell, monies funeral bell, tolls with the lols of incompetence, punches roll, as population control = morale at all time low, stow the tins in rows, you stole 4 day rice in a bowl.

By the Train Tracks

Sunday, September 13th, 2020

Ducks swimming in slivers Green-pink spume as the sun is setting Whistle shriek, a dog barks

The Arrow of Time

Monday, September 7th, 2020

Time Time Ticks Time Tick Tocks Time Tick Tock Tricks Time Tock Ticks Time Tocks Time