I see it time and time again

that beauty’s made by what is spent.

A beauty that demands a price

with outer glow and inner ice.

And observation seems to tell

it’s only as deep as the well,

for come the day the well runs dry…

such beauty simply waves goodbye.

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They say that the truth is a hard thing to take,

but maybe it’s time that we see

that we as a people are nothing but fake,

ensuring that’s how it will be.

We stand up demanding there’s tolerance,

doing so with our fists in the air.

It’s truly the oddest dance ever been danced,

hypocrisy beyond compare.

We claim we want peace but we seek the next fight

as we...

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What in the world are we doing?

Who are we trying to beat?

It seems like we live our lives running,

as if we are losing our seats.

We never stop building up towers.

We never stop spinning around.

We never stop piling up into piles

everything that we’ve torn down.

Is it that we are pursuing

happiness, like the old phrase?

Or are we chasing the concept of such

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This poem really is a slam. Please consider watching this live performance on my youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7whtE5vY2cg

I feel the gaze of the man I love as I cover myself in chemicals.

His head behind mine in the mirror, still sitting in the still-warm bed

He’s going to be late if he doesn’t get a move on.

He watches as I paint my face

Foundation, co...

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Oblivia 

You look at me through your new found fashionista,

Tell me that I am boring,

I understand,

Why would you speak of the

Dull state of today?

Stars, planets, climates, people, love,

You perspire to the empty beat of a London club,

Held together with Hennes zip,

Peer through designer lenses,

Moulded to diamond encrusted frames,

Colourful ri...

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He could only be magnanimous

if the consensus was unanimous

even then he preferred anonymous

he was better than the lot of us

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Splendid Is The Flower

if I make something beautiful

will you gently touch it

with your perspective

or will you taint it

with a vengeful critics tongue

am I qualified

to judge you

either way

if I make something beautiful

will you take the time

to kiss it with your praise

or will you rip it to shreds

with your own experience

are you qual...

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This must be my longest night
the moon laying its heavy light right down
this room swims in so much gossiping
conversations; always imagined and impossible

This must be my longest night
the blurred echoes of all we did ring ‘round
there’s no sleep to be had, just counting stars
and scenes replaying; rose or shit tinted now

I found the jagged edge of love
it cut right across my heaving...

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Currently compling my second collection of poetry.

It will be available in paperback in the usual places but also as a free pdf file to download and read on your reader of choice

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