Experiences mould you,
then they fold you,
and they fold you up,
and they try to take you away.
Category: Poems March 2025
Never Ending Parade – Written Monday 31st March 2025 (Aged 50)
The never-ending parade that marches through a street
Feels like the friends that I no longer meet
Sunflower – Written Monday 31st March 2025 (Aged 50)
I assume it was planted with the sunflowers when I was very small
Head Full Of Junctions – Written Monday 31st March 2025 (Aged 50)
My head is full of junctions and busy scenes. I literally drown, and the more anxious ones become jagged dreams
Puritan’s Table – Written Monday 31st March 2025 (Aged 50)
Excerpt:
Power is not suited to the powerful… insecurity sitting bolt upright at the Puritan’s table
Seen Through The Eyes Of a Ghost – Written Monday 31st March 2025 (aged 50)
Seen through the eyes of a ghost,
I carry a patina of trouble, rubble, and boulders
This Has Been Disappointing – Written Friday 21st March 2025 (Aged 50)
This has been lacklustre, and that’s the truth. If this is the model to follow, then it needs a different route
Why Do People Bully Other People? – Written Friday 21st March 2025 (Aged 50)
Why do people bully other people? Why do people so poorly regulate their own mental health and well-being?
Not Too Good Today – Written March 2025 (Aged 50)
Not too good today. Just sort of making my way. Anxiety is a sentence, and I have many to say.
Highrise – Written March 2025 (Aged 50)
The challenge, the new challenge, it does excite me. And the lifting of barriers and weights, it is enticing.
