July 2011
4 posts
We wolves know how to move it:p →
Malaise here
The city reeks of smugness
Pride in its success
A curdled coffee river
Stains the urban mess
Fangs of steel and glass
Greedily scar the sky
Drinking in the falsehood
Bleeding sincerity dry
A showy show of having
Masking the stunted soul
Of a country overreaching
Blind to it’s amusing folly
Delusions are dangerous
For those who have no eyes
Pretending to be more
A fortress built on lies
We watch...
White City
Clad in a pale blanket
Sewn from cloudy tears
Bonebleached without
The city is a shroud
Under the fingers of light
Groping into the night
Gay blue sky weeping
Silver sheen dampened
Muffled in white air
Staring blind but aware
Of the ghosts of day
As the fiery Son roars
Split blearily asunder
Steelglass obelisks
Throw their claws
Into the gaping
To touch the beyond
Beyond their touch
2wards
Scattered Stars
Absent dreams
Crossing scars
Bridging screams
Brought into
Taken from
Be untrue
Weather scorn
Wait here
Stay alone
See clear
Path shown
Lie abed
Fly ahorse
Darkness fled
Change course
Onward run
Never cease
Setting Sun
Find peace
June 2011
5 posts
Musings
A morning alone
Like none I’ve known
Calls out my name
and I come
Like the world outside
I have nothing to hide
But the truth
remains gone
To look into your soul
is to swallow you whole
and something
to think on
If the hurt in your head
means that the dream is dead
then you know
you’re alive
But in the scheme of things
What joy hate brings
is the food
of absence
If...
Y?
Why do poems rhyme?
Is this some sort of must?
What if you’ve not the time
Inspiration you can’t trust
Staring at a blank page
Nothing comes to mind
Scared to take the stage
Afraid of what to find
I have tried not rhyming
Sprayed words across
Cursed with lack of timing
And ended up with dross
Something about me
Dislikes deep the mess
Hates what I see
Thinks of it the less
Yet it is the same
As...
Free
What do you write?
When you have nothing
When you feel nothing
When you think nothing
When your mind is dead
Do you take to looking?
inside and outside
your head
When you look
But cannot see
When you speak
But cannot be
Caged in freedom
wanting more
In a white room
an invisible door
mocks you
You are
the
key
Be
F
R
E
E
I am
am not
am both
am
a
-
...
Wasting time
that isn’t yours
to waste
is like killing time
that you
never had the
motive to kill
Shoot the breeze
and watch it fall
bleeding purest cloud
hold your breath
in your crumpled fingers
loneliness is a place
you have to get
lost to find
falling upwards
into dreams
which may come
or may not
it depends
something’s happening
nothing can’t
time trickles
and dances
as it...
May 2011
22 posts
Err...
Words
across
a
page
do
not
a
...
Today
Taste the tears in the air today
Walking wearily we worry
Hoping it will all just go away
Slow down, we’re in a hurry
People pass preoccupied
Behind a smile sadness waits
Nobody for us to confide
Loosely open are the gates
Trust is rarer now than virtue
Daggers hidden between fingers
Even the kindest hint can hurt you
An invisible cut still lingers
How have we come to this place?
Led blindly by...
“Writing Poetry is easy; poetry surrounds us, everywhere we look we can find...”
– Soph Easty Cate
Your voice calls me from my sleep through the darkness that eats me though the silence has cut me deep in spite the tolling that defeats me My heart rests within an icy cage into which a dark flame has been sent a chorus of sighs I burn with the rage of the convicted who will not repent down deep into the chasm of sighs I fell and fell my soul escaping to the twlight I had said my goodbyes My...
The Ebony Tower
In the caress of the soul icy fingers form a cage damned by what you stole a lone player on the stage I have swallowed the key made of ice and breath I am the keeper of me I have spoken my death Here in this space I am walls opaque with rage ready to swallow me whole and spit me onto the page Forget dreams of flying seductive window nags me But how far away are they? Doubts sting as wounds cry A...
“The question remains;will we weather the weather together or whether the weather...”
– Wierd Smith
Now We Are
Together against the relentless air Eyes drowning in pools of the soul Apart, desire carries us to where scattered pieces are remade whole Like a song trapped in a desert place I have longed long to see your face be bathed in the warmth of your smile and walk across the forbidding mile The darkness marks where our lips meet and no light will aflame our dreams Lying now spent before your feet In...
“What need have I for colour when the world presents itself in astounding shades...”
– Jilted Perspective
Across the Floor
The deepness whispers within without Thin, keening cry needles the night A single, spiderbite song of sound chasing leaves to their cramped holes Bitter-lemon circle tinges the air Fear stands hesitent before the door fingers brittle-bleeding with scars Colder than terror spearing inwards Empty chalice of cracked dreams Garlanded by a necklace of screams a laugh like an explosion of birds...
Broken Strings
My heart stands vigil at the gate of hope, the flame is kindled and I move on, I pray you give me the strength to cope, You are here in me, never gone. In defence of our delirious dreaming Sword unsheathed; come if you dare Drink deep from the void of the screaming Collapse into the comfort of care I play now upon broken strings Bleeding fingers that drip like tears I will face what the future...
Black Lace
A kiss to the heart like a silken shadow lingering and waiting for him, the one to redeem her from the deepest sorrow and lull her into the arms of beyond A space between love and dying where souls fly to weep measured in the trickle of a heartbeat and a pulse of vermillion flame She comes,indeed she comes again Watch her step like midnight Across the world draped in peace tickling the...
Chocolat
The kiss of raw and bleeding emotion running down your throat like liquid rivers of forgotten dream still lingering on the tongue like the caress of fire deeper and deeper into you You shudder as you are pulled under lungs shivering to breathe as one by one the waves pull like the insistent hands of children begging for the last, the final game Where do you go? In the clasp of desire so...
The Kiss
The Kiss A kiss is like a whisper that tingles upon your soul that tears your world apart and makes the pieces whole a sweet and sizzling shock that fizzles in your brain that makes emotions rock candy-comfort for pain to get this precious gift is to blissfully explode skyflying from the lift once the flame is bestowed A rare and wonderful thing lungs fill up with clouds that makes your heart...
