You ask me how my weekend was; What did I do last night? You pretend that you are interested; You wait so you can speak – Your arrogance is manifest, As you commune with the ‘freak’. Did I take too long to answer? What’s the blank look on your face? I wonder why… Continue reading Being Polite – 2009
Where, when, how did you come here? You are strange to me and yet you are my world. Your smiles are like a delicate rainbow, Lingering for just long enough Before fading into the white clouds O, where, when, how did they change? I look at my hands; they do not belong to me.… Continue reading Love
Sitting alone in the calm of my room, I look and behold the descending gloom. The leaden clouds collect in the distance. Waiting. Fighting the passive resistance, I sigh. Resigned to the fate of waiting, Dutifully mute, voiceless and blinking. A silent tear prepares the ground ahead, Still memories lie slumbering, misread, Misunderstood, misinterpreted, numb.… Continue reading Sonnet
Incubate a symphony of whispering eternity, As over the sweet, shadowy forest A thousand luscious moon-dreams chant In sordid black death. Time stands still. Devoid of light for a thousand years, The screaming black goddess of abhorrent fatality Whispered languid wet honey blood symphonies; Blinded by a thousand copper-blue illuminations.
Silently the wind began to blow. Gently it picked up the discarded bag and lifted it tenderly from the ground, almost toying with it. Delicately nurturing the lonely bag the breeze carried the bag high into the air before releasing it and allowing it to circle slowly to the ground. It was almost cruel. One… Continue reading Pointless
You are the ink that sinks deep into my skin. Lying under the epidermis, your love is Safe and protected; Warm and embraced. Framed by the gentle smoky wisps Sleeping, hibernating, dormant, Memories rest like nesting shadows. The coloured trails that cover my skin Are delicately nourished, an intricate pattern, Of inter-twining leaves, hiding… Continue reading Ink
In innocence you lay – the final embrace. Cold, uninvited; it pulled you in. Unthinking, devious and relentless It refused to let you go; Keeping you tight in an emotionless embrace. I couldn’t articulate the things I’ve seen; I couldn’t reveal the despair inside. Have you enacted my dreams? Did you stumble reaching for… Continue reading Ophelia