play the game, avoid the weathervane
then, self loathing –
will feel less like unbearable pain
Tag: creative writing
Our River starts to Run Deep – Written Thursday 26th February 2009 (Aged 34)
your company,
writes splendid verse
your hands,
heal the months of hurt
Floor 667 – Written Monday 7th November 1994 (Aged 19)
i can walk
in the depths of a forgotten city
where no one remembers,
who they are
and the place just receives pity
Pickaxe – Written Monday 7th November 1994 (Aged 19)
through her screams
as he welcomes her nightmares
and kills her dreams
Reading a Book – Written November 1994 (Aged 19)
i get some hunger pains
make a sandwich,
almost made some toast
but the marmalade has all gone
so i take my sandwich,
back to the living room
Crowd Pleaser (Crowd Leaver) – Written Thursday 6th February 2020 (Aged 44)
i love to show off
i am funny,
and i love making laugh
there is a high,
and sense of delirious power
Across the Water – Written Tuesday 17th August 1999 (Aged 24)
across the sea
far away from me
across the water
someone’s beautiful daughter
Creative Juggernauts – Written January 2020 (Aged 44)
acknowledged –
but somehow left me alone
misdiagnosed as arrogance
or sarcasm –
or even petulance
Confused and Conflicted – Written Monday 27th January 2020 (Aged 44)
people ask how i feel,
i am not sure
but then, what is real?
the moment you never share
or the day you spent trying to feel
Things Turn a Corner – Written Monday 30th August 1999 (Aged 24)
times have changed
life has been rearranged
be close now,
because things are not the same
