It’s hard to hidebehind a disguise,in a world overflowingwith x-ray eyes.A hidden heartsimply torn apart,the remains left tattered and tornupon a silken sleeve.No time left to mend,we can do noughtbut grieve.Echoes of trailing feet,slipping and slidingdown so manyrain-soaked streets.Looking for a wayto avoid the dangerof a random, passing stranger;a hesitant smilepeeping out from insidethe shadows,to…
Category: POETRY
WRETCHED WORLD
Looking down upon a world of disdain,people dying; crying out in their pain.A landscape pockmarked by war and neglect,careless misuse at the hands of the inept.The air up here, once so clear and fresh,now as tainted as the life it does tenderly caress.A concoction of venoms infused in every breath,a sentence passed down; an insidious…
THE DEVILS WHORE
A sycophantic whore,chasing running scores.Stagnant sweat streamsfrom unwashed pores. Satan’s dark talonstearing through her skin,and the raging demons,screaming from within. The gaunt gothic maskupon her fragile face,conceals the flaking paintof a dull, faded grace.The pungent aromaof lingering lust,disturbs the memoryof a buried disgust. Taunting terrified soulswith a smirk of sultry joy,as hungry ghouls are snappingat the feet of…
DARK PANACEA
A crowded room is such a lonely place, wear a fragile mask upon a weary face. Everybody’s here yet there’s nobody there and there’s nothing to do, except sit and stare. The distant sounds of joy and laughter, drifting like echoes in dusty rafters. As I slowly subside, sinking oh-so low and I’m silently wondering…
THE EVERLASTING WONDER
Watching them grow, the seeds I did sow so long ago. Nature seems to nurture, protecting their future and just look at them now. I think I’ve got to take a bow. It’s an amazing thing, for the joy they bring to our eyes and nose and stunning how they do it. Their colours so…
HOW LONG
How long must we sit in silent sorrow, whilst our sons and daughters are robbed of the precious little time they may only borrow? How long can we hold back the fear, staring in stunned horror as they drown in a torrent of their terrified tears? How long can the world stand idly by, watching…
HIDDEN DEPTHS
If I close my eyes, will I still hear the silent cries; the solemn goodbyes. The solitary door through which I was pushed, callously cajoled and heartlessly hushed, led to so much confusion, too many decisions, a reign of despair and draining derision. So many choices, so many voices… Left or right, to run or…
SMILE
I remember a time when life was alive with magical mysteries and mirth in our eyes; when clouds were fluffy and brilliant white with planes soaring high and then out of sight. Innocence of mind and a happier soul as we played out with mates, we would fight and cajole, running around with abandon, so…
THE SPOILS OF WAR
And the troops go marching proudly by as she wipes a tear from her weary eyes. For the one that she seeks, she will never again hold, for he died at his post; he was thirty years old. The colours fly high on a cool autumn breeze as man and boy march with well…
WHY?
I see a future of war and evil intent, poverty, famine and dark discontent. A world descended into desolate gloom, all joy and laughter ushered out of the room. I see helpless children on war-torn streets, tattered; just rags, standing cold, in bare feet. Shattered, bedraggled a fearful frieze, like leaves of…
THE BALLAD OF THE LAUGHING SEAGULL
Walking down the beachenjoying the sun and sand,with a delicious ice-creamdripping down my left hand. With the wind in my hairand the waves at my feet,I was so full of joyand enjoying my treat. Then swooping on bywith such gentle gracewas a sight that putsuch a smile on my face. A seagull so hugeand purest whiteit was such…
STORM FRONT
Away in the distance on a cold dreary night, the horizon is lit by flickering lights. Storm clouds as black as the darkest heart and lightning tears the very air apart. A grumbling mass of swirling bile, the silence, the earth, the night to defile. Like distant portents of desolate doom, sorry shadows…
SHATTERED REFLECTION
The hands of time tick slowly by as dawn breaks in a new day. A nightmare reality of the receding night lies marked, like so many fading stars, in the shattered glass on the floor. Silken shards of sorry souls, their lives now trapped in a dream of what was then, what is…
POETIC PULSE
May the ink that flows from the nib of my pen, forever entertain you. With words of love; of life and wonder, like beams of light through clouds of thunder. May the blood that flows through my hand as it writes, forever reassure you. With thoughtful verse and encouraging rhymes, to ease you through…
LONELINESS
Sitting alone; just sitting and thinking. Simply deciding but never confiding a rise in emotion, no sound; no motion. Sitting here quietly, just hoping and praying. Simply tapping then suddenly snapping at nothing and no-one. And now it’s too late, what’s done is done. And you… You showed me what life was all about and all…
HOPEFUL EYES
What sad weary eyes we have that see, in all the world, such poverty and pointless pain. Would not the sunlight bathe upon it if we simply look again? For the eye of the beholder may choose the depth of tint we see, through a rose coloured lens. A hint of fanciful forms, as…
DEAR FRIENDS
At the lowest ebb of a fast flowing stream, comes a stab of pain that makes me want to scream. Pills and potions just don’t seem to work and I’m pushed to the point of going berserk. Yet surrounded by love and dear caring friends, with genuine offers of their hands, to lend….
BREATHE
We take so much for granted from this world on which we play, the breath inside our lungs drawn from a cold and windy day. Draining the life from a world already so drawn and stretched to it’s limits, desperately trying to imbibe the scarcities still deep within it. To live, breathe; to…
HOLLOW HALLS
She drags tired heels across a tainted floor, poise slightly bowed and her back is sore. She holds on her face a cold marble stare, a hard life engraved upon cheeks once so fair. Her faulting movements, once graceful; divine. Her aching limbs now with guile, defy her final performance on this dark empty…
FLOATING FREE
Drifting high on a gentle breeze and grazing the tops of lofty trees. Watching below, all the people that move but there’s nothing left, up here, to prove. Floating higher and into the clouds, the sultry silence so deafeningly loud. Throbbing pulse of a beating heart as atoms pull; trying to drift apart….
HOLD TIGHT
Christmas is a time for joyful hearts and hopeful eyes, as we reflect on times past and look forward to surprise. Put aside petty squabbles and pointless vendetta’s and ask ourselves truly, are we really no better? Spread out your arms with a welcoming smile and defy all the ones who seek to…
GUARDIAN ANGEL
To hold you up if you start to fall and fly to your side whenever you call. To hold you close when dark closes in, I’ll feed your heart and beat from within. To feel your warmth and the glow of your smile, when the clouds are parted we can see for miles….
FIRE ON THE HORIZON
The sultry, summer sun sets on the distant horizon, setting ablaze, in a shimmering heat haze the careless, cumulous clouds. Distant twinkling stars start to awake in the turquoise twilight sky; mysterious worlds, afar and on high. The end of another glorious day with a promise of more to come. Days as fresh…
DANCING WITH THE DEVIL
The panting prey runs his daily mile. Mind far away and on his face, a weary smile. The woes of the world mean little to him, for his soul; his life; his days, are growing dim. The need to complete this final race, no glittering prize, just a flash of glory, enough to…
BUSHIDO
The gleaming blade divides the air with a wisp of its viperish breath. A subtle sigh, from too close by is a ruthless dealer of death. A thousand turns of a sword-smiths hand, each hammer-blow, purest skill. Knowledge passed down with a smile and a frown, for a beauty forged for the kill. …
AN ODE, TO ‘BIG B’ AND ‘LITTLE T’
The endless miles apart, cannot still their beating hearts. The power of their newfound love, carried forth on the wings of a dove. Their smiles, when together, tell a tale of their own. Carefree and contented, together they have grown. The trials and tribulations of their journey travelled, past. The epic is now…
BRAVE FACE
How brave, in reality, is a ‘brave face’? A facade shared, it would seem, by the majority of the human race. Beneath the flakes of a painted mask lies a truth too long and painful to explain, no matter how oft you care to ask. How long before the cracks become far…
A WORD OF THANKS
A single word; a phrase or gesture can trigger a feeling of wondrous rapture. To be told that you’re worth more than the drifting sands that daily slip through your trembling hands. To be surrounded by such appreciative people makes me want to shout from the highest steeple. Words of thanks,…
THE BENCH
There’s a bench in the park where an old couple sit holding hands and laughing as the children play and flit about on the swings and slides with boundless joy, inciting memories of when they were girl and boy. The antics of the kids so full of life and carefree bliss, their lives laid…
TEARS IN THE DARKNESS
What do you do when you can’t stop the tears, when your mind is overwhelmed by your darkest fears? When you dread the day that will very soon come and you reach the end where it all once began. The deep breath of life slips beyond your reach, though you beg and plead…
SCARS
The passionate pen parades across an empty page leaving lines of a life that will last for an age. We pause and wonder, with innocent guise, just what is going on behind calculating eyes. As the nib scars the surface of the delicate leaf, the ink leaves a legacy of time, so brief. For…
OH! ENGLAND
Oh, England, you green and pleasant land, your beauty never ceases to instil a calmness in my hands. A sense of peace; contentment within my wandering mind, a fulfilling feast for longing eyes that seem always looking behind. The gold and greens of your pastures covering long and rolling hills, the succulent scent…
WOODLAND WONDER
Gently caressed by the breath of the breeze, branches sway atop tall lofty trees. Restless leaves, to gnarled fingers cling, wondering what freshness the new day will bring. Hopping about on long leafy arms, fluttering feathers displaying delicate charms. Beautiful songbirds sing out their sweet melodies in the grand performance of natures sweet harmony. Bushy…
THE PEN & THE PAGE 