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Miracle of Life
Miracle of Life.
In a moment of passion on a hot summer’s night.
Here starts the wondrous journey of human life.
The passion builds to the point of no return.
A climatic explosion and the release of sperm.
Thousands of them pushing, shoving, swimming frantically.
A couple might make the journey, for the others death is their destiny.
The inevitable elimination of the...
Wednesday 30th October 2024 10:15 pm
On Henrietta Street
The children howl, the house is hell
you close your eyes to cast that spell
Rising high above the endless squabbles
to meet me down upon those sodden cobbles
The rain and fog are gently taunting
your white shirt billows, opaque and haunting
On Henrietta Street…
Two hundred stairs, do I descend
with full-beam smile to my treasured friend
These precious moments, we get to steal
...
Wednesday 6th December 2023 10:50 am
Cinquain #2 (Tired)
Tired
of taming lions,
of dark, eyeless mileage,
of piloting this wondrous ark,
of you.
of dim-heart-riots
rotting fleshy timber,
of all the cages - rusting through
and through..
Tuesday 30th March 2021 10:14 am
#2 (my mad friend)
My mad friend,
a handful
of sequinned
wild-eyed zeal,
teetering
on bullets.
Shield-in-mind,
I should call
For backup.
Saturday 9th January 2021 1:08 pm
What do you represent?
I represent the entirety of my peers.
I represent my profession, my passions, humanity, the man on the street.
I represent the homeless, the loveless, those with respect and those I respect.
I represent you, I represent me, I represent what "they say".
I represent facts, I represent theories, I represent questions, ideals and ideas.
I represent dreams, I represent fears,
I repres...
Saturday 10th March 2018 8:26 pm
Discharging inherited duty
Confused, fickle
I had been marring mine
And others' life to date
But this bent
I have grown to hate!
So God
Send on my way
My soul mate!
Before the prime time of
My life is gone
For my sins
I have to atone!
As I observed,
When it comes to delight,
To looking after an offspring
Comes close nothing.
Careless, to forget
To procreate
Is a folly I will live
To regret.
Secon...
Tuesday 6th March 2018 2:39 pm
Discharging inherited duty
Confused, fickle
I had been marring mine
And others' life to date
But this bent
I have grown to hate!
So God
Send on my way
My soul mate!
Before the prime time of
My life is gone
For my sins
I have to atone!
As I observed,
When it comes to delight,
To looking after an offspring
Comes close nothing.
Careless, to forget
To procreate
Is a folly I will live
To regret.
Secon...
Tuesday 6th March 2018 2:33 pm
Responsibility
Responsibility
Responsibility is an evil friend,
It won’t let you walk away less you offend,
You stop and serve – your duty do,
For the benefit of those who would spit on you,
and for those you know in need,
and, for those who helped you indeed,
Responsibility is an evil friend,
It will destroy you in the end.
I’ve be...
Wednesday 18th January 2017 4:20 pm
Is It Warm In Here?
Is It Warm In Here?
Is it warm in here, or is it me?
I used to live inland
and couldn’t see the sea,
now the salty brine
is up above my knees.
Is it warm in here, or is it me?
Is it warm in here, or is it you?
Polar bears are sunbathing.
Penguins don’t know what to do
because all the ice has gone
along with the igloos.
is it warm in here, or is it you?
Is it warm in here, or is ...
Tuesday 17th February 2015 6:12 pm
Winter's debate with spring
So quiet and peaceful
the snow
The monochrome light
shimmering on late
crystaline forms
The seasons
debate
argue
press their agendas
Winter does not wish to
awake
Spring fears
the responsibility of birth
The snow settles quietly
into nightfall.
Morning tells.
Saturday 15th June 2013 2:46 am
Beholder's Eyes
Take a look into my eyes,
And maybe we will find
that between you and me
It's the way that love should be.
She told me I had beautiful eyes
her heart said friends
and her mouth did too...
and my mind's confused now I'm not with you.
See I can be the best friend that I have been for years
or I can be the guy that can hold you near.
But I can't be this.
You s...
Saturday 15th October 2011 11:50 pm
... and where is your God?
steals a life, unformed and pure,
a child,
so please don't tell me there is a God
for I would ask you and where is your God
when the innocent are tortured and slain
in his unholy and despicable name?
I would ask you again and again and again
where is your God,
that is neither holy nor loving
but empty, remorseless and vain.
There goes your God
...
Wednesday 9th June 2010 5:36 pm
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