“Had I, not blind, perhaps suspected
careless ways, my heart neglected
blood turned black, my veins infected…”
Tag: death
Poem for Saturday
Because it’s a poem. And it’s Saturday.
When alone
A little thursday something that seems a bit too rhymey
Inside
“Where once you sparkled now all I see is ordinary,
luke warm nothing dripping from your tight thin lips”
Pixelated Paintings
“Fingers, gnarled, long seasons passed
eyes sharp, hair white as snow
and every stroke a story told
kept secrets now on show…”
Magenta Moments
“I say it doesn’t, hurt but I’m a liar
fingers tight around my throat
I cannot breath and I expire”
Splitting threads
Friday night stuff.
Blue Jean Babies
Something for a Thursday…
Misty morning meloncholy
Silver wisps caress your icy cheeks as morning pushes back the night…
In the midst of sadness and despair
Another of these…
The edge of forever
Breathless I stare into the void
Circle in the sky
Long I laboured beneath your golden gaze…
Electric Dreams
Part of a thing that might be part of another thing. It probably needs an ending or another part or a first part really…
NOT for the kiddies
Immature and inappropriate
Slingers – Part 1
I might give this a second part…
Slingers – Part 0
A something that might be a something or a nothing. We shall see.
The In-between – Part 31 of 31
I awoke lying on the grass soaked to the skin and the rain falling on my face. Eyes opening slowly I stared up into a starless night sky and on the horizon lightning crackled and fizzed lighting up the clouds.
The In-between – Part 30 of 31
…I had expected to drift off into nothing, so you can imagine my surprise when it turned out that the afterlife would turn out to be an experience that, whilst not the Hell the door knocking Christians assured me I was destined for, was never the less turning out to be a pretty awful state of affairs.
The In-between – Part 29 of 31
As I lay on the floor I think of her again, the face of a woman both kind and gentle and she reminds me that it is good to be brave, but it is also good to be careful and that if you are careful then you will not get into situations that require you to be brave.
The In-between – Part 28 of 31
The more she spoke the more I found myself growing impatient, she seemed intent on labouring the point and my concern was for Plumduff and O’Rourke and not for the dramatics she quite obviously enjoyed
