have i clambered into
the hot air balloon
or let it land on the ground
Category: Poems September 2020
Reality is Dead – Written Thursday 17th September 2020 (Aged 45)
it is easier
to disappear into those virtual worlds
ones that,
react to our sugar coated
brain receptors
Anxiety Never Makes Promises – Written Friday 14th September 2020
other people
often make this being fearful
anxiety is a tsunami of feelings
and a deep flood of emotions
Have You Ever Drowned in Your Own Feelings – Written Tuesday 8th September 2020 (Aged 45)
have you ever drowned in your own feelings
have you ever eaten more cake than you could ever imagine
have the two of you sat down and had your heads examined
Broken Crockery – Written Monday 7th September 2020 (Aged 45)
when your fragility
is like broken crockery
too much to handle
every government feels like a hooligan
or an intentional vandal
Inwards Outwards – Written Sunday 6th September 2020 (Aged 45)
i have spent –
so much of my life
look inwards
exploring –
the world of me
Lightbulb – Written Sunday 6th September 2020 (Aged 45)
i spend too much time
arguing with men
whose masculinity is a cancer
for which they will not seek treatment
Free World – Written Sunday 6th September 2020 (Aged 45)
aspirations,
and its love of individualism and capitalism
it is how they define success
loving a libertarian
and now the country looks on wondering why it is such a mess
Empty Houses – Written Sunday 6th September 2020 (Aged 45)
things upset you,
things that you do not expect
like empty houses,
the memories they collect
haunted by ghosts
and the knowledge of death
Fate Lines – Written Thursday 3rd September 2020 (Aged 45)
it does not stop me,
caring for you,
offering you comfort
and accepting comfort
it is good that in certain shared spaces
we can share our troubles
