If so,
the surgical instrument
is just a pen
Category: Poems August 2025
Hot Air Balloon – Written Wednesday 27th August 2025 (aged 50)
And now the hot air balloon
of my life
rises up,
reaching new heights
Collection – Written Wednesday 27th August 2025 (Aged 50)
see that they are integrated
into my collection of rain.
Diesel Trains – Written Wednesday 27th August 2025 (Aged 50)
Back on the diesel train,
electrification is a situation
I once found
in birthday dreams
My Victorian Buildings – Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)
My Victorian buildings
were built to last,
but my play was cast,
and I was sent out to sea.
Wiring – Written Thursday 25th August 2025 (Aged 50)
It’s connection,
human connection
Meaning – Written August 2025 (Aged 50)
every anniversary.
It’s a celebration of that task
The Hard Part – Monday 25th August 2025 (Aged 50)
The hard part is,
I don’t remember.
I Still Love You – Sunday 24th August 2025 (Aged 50)
Yet, I still love you,
and it feels like trauma,
with a bow of grief.
I see us in pictures,
and something feels incomplete
No Time To Waste – Written Sunday 24th August (Aged 50)
No time to waste,
there is hate.
It expands like that foam
that people use
just to fill a space
