Siphon not Syphon
I want to throw up days
will life over and end
push every moment
siphon sunlight through a sieve
make secounds twitch
sitting where I always sit
Why cant I fasten my life to him
spill over his edge
Monday 5th August 2019 6:03 pm
You
Finding place and purpose in life
through love is always a contrast
between good and bad the
beautiful and ugly so when I
met you for the first time I didn't
see any difference from what had
gone before why would I why would
anyone see that you were unique
a room without you in it is empty
just getting on a bus with you
is beautiful or jumping in a taxi
or...
Wednesday 31st July 2019 2:11 pm
Pondweeds
Dashed through fields
of grass and broken brick
this towpath now mostly
removed from sight where an
Old cargo crane chained to the
past sits motionless and rusting
and rare Red Dragons reign
low over clay hue shallow
waters, and in reeds lays kingdom
to towers of browning yellow and green
Broken planks gather to bury
a rusting gate, derelict a reminder of
passin...
Monday 11th February 2019 10:29 am
Blackpool
Wind and rain from summer days
Inform to cast certain rainbows
Which impart with tower and
illuminate my soul to sea
Handle set to full driver
View through windows
Rain as tears of laughter
Wiped left to right left to right
left to right
Sweet smell from pink hair to eat
Clowns of glass elephants and rock
Signs of blue green and yellow
Golden mile a ride ...
Friday 4th January 2019 10:14 am
Divorce=Loss
You cant imagine my life now
you have no comprehension
understanding compassion
empathy love
Its easy for you
your life continues to move
mine is hollow
all that fills my soul is sadness
tempered by bitter hate
resentment disbelief hurt loss
How is your view
does it pervade
hedged in shadow
is it wall-less and free
free of me
are you hap...
Tuesday 3rd May 2016 3:34 pm
Magical Boy
fingers still wave
through little panes of
Glass just for me
I can see you No ghost
you cast yourself forever
trapped in my soul
Beautiful Wonderful
My magical boy
Silent to others now
little record player
Your love revolves in me
I will always play for you
Records so loved and
Little piano lost to time
Beautiful Wonderful
My magical boy
...Wednesday 12th August 2015 3:39 pm
Beyond an end
We are all attached to what was once
No matter how old however stretched
Elasticity cannot deny youth as
Long as something of sincerity
Within remains, no matter the other
Now simply can’t exist beyond the
Here and the now without the past
Future serves no purpose beyond an end
Life a turtle with a diamond shell
Aged replete with the Forgotten
Book like ever page...
Tuesday 17th June 2014 12:51 pm
Hard Of Hearing
I need glasses now
and it’s weird
since I find that life is still blurred
even behind bits of glass
Age didn’t just seep
it dug under My mind
and took much delight
In my loss of sight
Tuesday 10th June 2014 11:42 am
Listless 2
When blue no longer
feels so blue when
time no longer stretches
but refuses to pass at pace
moments are never fleeting
Walking and searching for
windy days eyes aching with fear
like the secound hand on
a watch or a silver tankard once
so often sipped or glugged now dry stopped
Life feels adjacent foreign
and lost consumed ambiguous
absent at best motionless yet
moving isolated cr...
Thursday 29th May 2014 11:40 am
Listless
As if on water life leaves its wake
Too much ebb too much flow
Shaken brow beaten refusing restless
Maybe too much of being forced to swallow
Taken down places we wish not to go
A mind confused unloved abject no place of sanctuary
Actuality bombs only terror gilded by stress
Taciturn an accusation of dumbstruck
Looking beyond a figure still standing
Metal Cast or hu...
Tuesday 13th May 2014 12:00 pm
Wind and Tide
Wind silk like knitting
Air to stitch the tide
Weave power with blades
You split the skies and opinions
Cries of derision wind and tide
Hatred the farm but pure in form
Just a matter of perspective a
Simple mind shift essence of love not rape
Ancient like rhythms past and future
White colossus a hum your whisper
A sentinel one legged supplanted
By ocean a legi...
Tuesday 6th May 2014 1:21 pm
Bins
Encased in steal black cats flee the rain
Before my eyes so drench the streets
And give black Bins to colour usual
Cigarette ash hue of perfume piss and
Excrement a new unholy beginning
Bitter its end only clear skies away
Till once again its inanimate fuckin
Ugly life is once again exposed
A syphilitic old man’s cock for beauty
But still it pours and pours and pour...
Tuesday 11th February 2014 10:38 am
Skull Bone Ring
Rooted in shadow all that seems
forgotten a forrest.
Oxygen the light to blister skin
and leaf that pray before the rot.
Blighted my reflection now a name
that haunts the ghost to ridicule
perception, give credence to hollow
earth and burn buried beauty
Starved of light a lantern hidden
lost by mist to jewel an empty socketed
skull bone ring that pulls upon a finger
to twist and thr...
Friday 22nd November 2013 7:46 pm
Candle
I touch the word to see the eye within
a flame that once was held for me.
For fear of loss admit betrayal to seek
the truth that holds no peace
Belief belies a mind beyond so speak
a place the name the knife and chime.
Time whips red and deep to barb the heal
Nail in words to rip a palm a crest of wanted
tears and lace to salt the broken bonded flesh.
Twist the child to ring the man and g...
Wednesday 20th November 2013 11:51 am
95% Sure Perhaps
Adrift by a city bathed in tin can light
Another e-cigarette tossed to make us feel right
Upon the ice of cold hard facts and melting
Caps, we now decide to ponder a future
Where perhaps in arrogance man and women
Can finely maybe take the rap
Perhaps
Perhaps
Perhaps?
Friday 4th October 2013 9:00 am
Fruit
Lost in all that I do
alone even with 2
you tell me, it’s all just a question of rhyme .
So how come I never feel fine
always late no matter the time
fucked whatever the crime
So to sugar what little remains I
will gather my moods for a change
then prying the fall from a dream
to mute by way of a scream ask myself
why don’t I slip when it slides
never...
Wednesday 24th July 2013 3:30 pm
Friends
How often in my life have I said
Goodbye
Take care
Farewell
Stay in touch, though I know I never will
In the moment thinking, fuck it time will show
That Friends are just like falling leaves with a
Gust they come they blow
That others will turn up to replace the ones let go
So why now am I feeling why now do I find
My mind keeps turning to those I ...
Thursday 4th July 2013 2:36 pm
Where is he going
Where is he going?
I see him sitting where he always sits
Sun rays blinking over both of us
we shake with the rumble
of our own lives, hands rest on knees
and nothing really changes.
Where is he going, I want to ask him
who is he running from?
And outside life fly’s by and nothing
really changes, hands rest on knees
and never ever wave for fear of change
...Wednesday 26th June 2013 3:26 pm
Spirit of the air
Are you talking to me?
are you singing? I hear you.
One string strung,
whale-like we resonate
wind struck a single lasting chord
You pull me tug at all that I am
I stare back at you...
up
and
up
as if trying to escape you could
exist without my tether
we struggle together one
I won’t l...
Monday 17th June 2013 7:07 pm
Empty deckchairs
Standing back and staring
at empty deckchairs furled,
ribbon-like and people-less
the thought occurred,
that happiness might
come in gusts blowing like the wind
and bad moods could be thunder storms
cloud heavy with sadness,
with rain that falls like tears
till you the sun above
arch-astride a rainbow across
my sea of Love.
Wednesday 12th June 2013 3:45 pm
Sick
Please don’t film me I don’t wish to be
Connected infected much rather rejected
than play any part in your puerile
so called immediacy or Art.
YouTube generation, god give them detention
for anything goes from delivering weak prose
to dispatching old souls
Taboo we may as well strip and replace it with sick
that’s what they say the youth of today
when d...
Tuesday 28th May 2013 12:33 pm
Never For Ever
"Not sure if this is a poem or not, its just a completely honest memory of mine, written as a stream of consciousness I have not worked it like a poem I just tried to write it in one go, it means something to me so I thought I would share it on here"
Once I fell in love at first sight
It’s truly the only time it ever
Truly truly happened in my life
I didn’t get...
Friday 24th May 2013 5:32 pm
I AM
Hold on, to what
this moment that thought
“You make me sick”
Because I spun you upside down
or because of the opinions I held?
Why do you feel anything
put weight to what I say
give credence that I am
Detached Removed Remote.
Remote? Remote control?
Removed Detached
like a house?
My state how I am,
Perceived, accepted to be,
Absent somehow
...Tuesday 21st May 2013 7:39 pm
Written in Stone
When I was young I wanted to be a firefighter
but when I grew up I only became an arsonist
I wanted to sail but instead I sank
needed love not rape,
to whisper in deaf ears not shout.
What’s my point?
The point as I see it is this..
Control over whom or what we become
how we turn out the decisions we make
right or wrong left or right people we love or hate
well it’s all j...
Monday 20th May 2013 3:10 pm
Mother's Autumn
Finality of youth
in Autumn struggles
as brawling leaves
brown to fall
certain of seasons end.
Universe loop indivisible
surety in fate all things.
Of brevity, in reflection
no shortcuts would we take,
changes make, save the
lengthening of years,
days longer make.
Sweet my child
soon to pass.
Bond unbroken, yet change,
a sense, t...
Friday 17th May 2013 4:18 pm
Cruel Impossible Love
Wonder in youth
now old in regret
decide. I will never
find my perfect other.
Thinking herself happy
or sad, still lost
never able to find me
nor me her.
Wife, a mother alone
maybe, given up long
ago the hopeless search
for her perfect other me.
Did she find solace in
just making do?
Forging contentment
as so many before.
Wild flowers countless
...
Tuesday 14th May 2013 8:38 pm
Seahorse
By morning mist waken
At sunrise I am shaken
In day now to swim
These days run sieve-like through fingers
Just as nights bleeding truth covers what little remains
By the hand of my past I am drowning
The more I explain the less you understand
I am a seahorse unique and alone in birth
Originality confounded
Friday 10th May 2013 12:32 pm
Padlock
Not taught anymore
I am relaxed emotion gone
clear in mind of what is needed
lost for words when I thought the time
to spew hate would finely arrive and time freezes
for me it’s 5am now always
My future is moving to shadow
days no longer have length
This Water depthless would show
were I to crimson turn it
little or nothing of the man
A soulless...
Thursday 9th May 2013 4:26 pm
Re-Gather
I stand before this mirror
Looking not at but through
My eyes push to recognise
Focus on a version of self
that at least holds some semblance
Or truth, I wait………..
Then ringing it comes!
And certain feelings
Lost like so many old keys turn up
And in this I re-gather
Windows open and I feel the rush
Of my own youth
Rui...
Monday 29th April 2013 12:48 pm
Elephants on the Beach
As a child I once saw Elephants on Blackpool beach.
They lived under the tower, outside rarely seen,
But each morning I believe just as day fully took night
Elephants could be seen.
Like beautiful children holding tails they crossed
That famous promenade, and in my mind camera
Etched forever they will alwa...
Tuesday 12th March 2013 4:51 pm
Treasure
I dont see the world
In a usual way,
glass walls keep reality at bay.
No rope can tether me,
friendships lost road
now distant memory. Not known
in present, nameless in past.
Who am I?
In a box that wont open
I exist, lid slammed
shut by Invisible fists.
In realisation my confusion
reigns. Liquid years I
hammer like nails,
In a House half built,
that can't...
Wednesday 29th August 2012 1:30 pm
Kite
How did i ever arrive,
this place this age?
I was never meant to be
here alone.
Memories too beautiful
to now make so sad.
Remember the kite,
but the colour is gone.
How I wish I could summon
the wind from that day to
Blow these feelings away
Wednesday 15th August 2012 12:17 pm
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