R.M. Alexander (1984)
Biography of R.M. Alexander
R.M. Alexander Poems
Sunrise At Ayer's Rock (Uluru)
Dark and cold, only silence to be heard. A moment for pondering, for self reflection.
Pen To Paper
I try to write, But it's shit. Again I put pen to paper, And again I'm dissapointed.
The Beauty Of A Beer
The heady scent, Of a long cold pint. That first sip, Ahhhh.
Can you tell me Is there anything better Than sitting in a cafe during terrible weather? A cup of coffee, maybe a bite
A Frigid Morning
Awake. Cold. My face is chapped, But my body is warm.
In bed awake, but not by choice. I close my eyes, but sleep doesn't come.
Of flowered fields I cannot write, nor sunny day or moon-lit night. But the feeling of being alone,
At A Backpackers Bar
Three Fins and an American, Sitting round the bar. They come from different lands, And from home, all are far.
Lonely Girl In A Hostel
She sits alone Sipping water in the heat. Listening to music, Gently tapping feet.
Just Once More
I've had poems running through my head, Since you walked away. I've surely thought right out, Just exactly what I'd say,
lazy day filled with nothing nothing to do but sit around nothing to say but meaningless shit
Thoughts and ideas are bottled up in my head like butterflies in a net. Fluttering around, trying to get out, vainly trying to escape. Nothing comes of them, it seems nothing ever will,
What I Need
What I need is a cup of coffee. Strong, Black, Soothing. My mood is dark, Darker than the cup in front of me.
The Beautiful Bartender
There is a poem that begins, 'She walks in beauty like the night, ' It is a verse that to you, I would love to recite.
What I Need
What I need is a cup of coffee.
Strong, Black, Soothing.
My mood is dark,
Darker than the cup in front of me.
The outlook is bleak,
No place to go, no where to live.
But I’ll get through, one cup at a time.