It came to my house one fateful day,Whispering through the letter boxIn shapeless form it slipped insideThrough the keyhole to out fox. The imp, its body a clear gasMalcontent brewing deep withinStarted to shadow me from room to room,With mischief in its grin. “My key, my keys! They’ve disappeared”The imp pocketing them with glee,Watching me…
Category: Poetry
Poetry
Oh You!!
“Oh you!”, you said, aimed at me,As if I’d done something wrong,Just because I juggled a cup of tea, And then I walked backwards up a treeThat’s where squirrels and me belong,“Oh you!”, you said, aimed at me. Throwing acorns, falling free,Down to the floor with certain aplombJust because I juggled a cup of tea….
Empty
Depression kicking me again,Bringing visions of personal hellsLamenting all my bad decisionsWhich is what it does excel. It’s not animalistic,It is not wholly sad, just grey,An amorphous blob sucking hope,Leaving self in disarray. Depression striking up its tune,Its melody a nasty tropeFilled with abject emptiness.Killing all my hope. It was never a “black Dog”,Just a…
Easy on the mind
This was written with a huge amount of help from a rather young Rob Strachan. It was altered after I had long chat with a Jehova’s Witness, even when I professed my atheist proclivities he talk for another hour. I think He was trying to get this across. God is goodGod is kindGod is easy…
Childhood Terrors
Fears of the children’s nightmaresEnveloping shadows appear to hideTearing to pieces all their cares.Surreal Bogeyman claw and thrive Enveloping shadows appear to hideDrawn deep in despairSurreal Bogeyman claw and thriveGrasping at the fetid air Drawn deep in despairThe banshee wails another groanGrasping at the fetid airFeeling dread as cold as stone A banshee wails another…
Fountain Pen
Dipped into the dark well,Drinking deep, gulping black.Sating its thirst in inky pools,Filling its belly.Readying itself to be drawn acrossBrass nib skating over vellumLeaving definition in defined tracks,Shapes, squiggles, surreptitiously soldered,Cartography catered and cauterized.Gouged the thick paper,Leaving its mark, then marking its leave.Put back to bed with a lid clicked.
Relationships
They’re a bit like riding a bike You need to keep the wheels going Or you’ll fall off and skin your knee With nothing left for showing. Maybe they’re more like playing the flute You’ve got to practice everyday In case you honk out a discordant note Which will leave you in disarray. Perhaps like…
Rainy Day
Grey against the whiteStreaked, solemn, satin waves.Rolling across the skyBeckoning a rainy day. Droplets drip drippingSpit, spit, spitting, A pattern repeating. Beat beating, beat,Hammering drops with tapdancing feet,Lancing the clouds, tumbling downFaster than fast, flooding the townPotential torrential abrupt elementalLashing, loosing, drowning, abusing.Primal in its thunderous fear.Covering the ground in lakes of tears Before moving…
Marginalized
Yellowing skin stretched over bone,Cracking with age, lined and alone.Decadent past, a flesh ridden tomb.Bound in the darkness, sealed in gloom.Thoughtless, shambolic, histrionicA dutiful leaving of self-deceivingCompleting a mastery of discarded wasteHiding the loathing of a saving grace.Pulling together the illusions of selfIgnoring the tatters of mental health.Dark, derided, scorned, blindsidedBroken utterly and misguided.Tossed on…
Punctuation
Ever been chased by a full stop?In my dreams, punctuation marks hate me,They chase me relentlessly,Murmuring darkly their importance.Full stops periodically pause to take a breath.Semi colons though wander confused;Should they stop, should they continue,Then get overcome with performance anxiety,And change themselves into an evil comma.Commas are the worst,They, appear, whenever, they, want,Slightly break up…