time is fine,
when there is plenty of wine,
age is all the rage,
till the page turns... more »
She would always say
Don't wish your life away;
As the sun pulls back
the curtains opening a new day... more »
Two heads sway
upon two streched skin necks
like broken flowers
half severed from their stalks.... more »
Caught an image of my future
one dead sky night.
It was fading before me
folding itself back into... more »
A work weary father smiles
waiting for a train-
kicking away coldness
with warm thoughts of love.... more »
He had known of its beauty
long before the fishes
and the birds
and the plants... more »
Belly ready to burst
like a camels refilled hump.
Senses drowned in salty
seasoned satisfaction.... more »
This planet with all
its many different people
is much like a tube of smarties.
Inside every tube... more »
For three days I sat in the silence of shock,
I walked with no purpose or direction
merely drifitng through the days.
No feeling were filtered.... more »
Remember that dinner on that dimly lit pier
Lovers entwined under the candle light.
Remember that walk through the dense dark forest
Both of us lost yet feeling so safe.... more »
Tonight the sky is heavy:
my shoulders stare at the icy floor.
Frozen fab butts crunch under my fish finger frozen feet.
As the wind bullies itself into every hole of my jumper.... more »
Every morning death takes
his morning stroll with his
two death dogs.... more »
she would sit and cry
for hours and I would
not offer a second of
pity for that was like... more »
Upon the endless spine of the motorway
arms streched out, defiant
they challenge the black of night.... more »
He wanted to die alone:
To close his eyes forever,
without the image of life
staring back at him.... more »
Expressing my feelings
Like dodging a high
speed train with your... more »
A word impossible to define
Through words alone.
A endless pathway for poets
To explore.... more »
Imagine a child
sitting in their room
painting their mother... more »
Abandonded by those that have now grown
this empty anchored ship saturates in silence.
Once boyish blue walls now white washed
Lifeless, this room echo's in the absence.... more »
It is on nights like this
when I sit back and reminice:
The silence in our conversations... more »
Every morning with heavy eyes,
I place my ultra strengh chemicaly
cold can, upon the length of the counter.
She always catches my stare,... more »
Fragments of soon to be forgotten dreams
Fade with the coming of the light.
Flowing into reppressed streams
That flow deep beyond our sight.... more »
through thick barberous branches,
under razor sharp hedges,
across pounding plains,
of unforgiving rains,... more »
if we all fought wars like children do,
no one would die,
if we all hated the way children hate,
we would be the best of friends,... more »
oh the despair now that all hope is gone,
and the white doves have been silenced mid song.
the terrible whisperings of bleakness,
in full flowing despair, the room now dark where once it shone... more »
tap dancing on lillypads,
singing in fields of silky spider webs.
swimming in lakes of lemonade,
climbing up sugar shimmering mountains,... more »
like a long running lazy scripted soap,
aired for the last time,
to many deaths, affairs, and fights,
so many drunken tearful, nights,... more »
like an ant hit by a droplet of rain,
the force of your sadness hit me hard,
your desperate peircing eyes,
like a laser shot through to my heart.... more »
all things must pass,
that i know,
nothing forever lasts,
how short are lives,... more »
an angel strokes your brow,
silent sleeping sighs,
smooth sensual thighs,
your sweetness seeps,... more »
' I much preffered you when you was just a mother'
I much preffered you when you was just a mother
Not some strangers new and exciting lover.... more »
Remember that dinner on that dimly lit pier,
lovers entwined under the candle light.
Remember that walk through that dense dark forest,
in each others arms, like the trees branches.... more »
this station smells of piss,
yet i am attracted to its decay and neglect.
This same station where someone was murdered,
one minute thinking of a long hot bath,... more »
My dad used to say
Back in my distant day,
When we were teenagers
We were being trained to kill
Foreign evil strangers.
Nowadays young boys
With all their electronic toys,
Speak like they have no tounge,
Whilst wearing their trousers
Half way down there bum.
Standing on street corners
Flooding the floor with their spit.
Walking like drunk monkeys,
Down streets half lit.
Back in my day, boys became men
Within the blink of an eye.
Ask a boy nowadays to spend
A night in a freezing field,
They would probably cry-
Not one word is worth
the birth upon the paper.
Not one line feels fine
like a quick fix i split,
my mind in two.
A new neat petite,
poem owing all
to life and its lessons.
Time has caught