cossetted by a world –
that wears gloves,
but it’s lipstick kiss
can feel pretty tough
Tag: poem
Vanity – Written April 2024 (Aged 49)
my vanity case..
well,
it has never been full
Magic Pathway – Written April 2024 (Aged 49)
no, magic pathway…
no place,
‘heavenly lit’,
and that is my comfort
Offer Different Routes – Written Monday 22nd April 2024 (Aged 49)
other people are a hurdle,
here we are,
caught in the complexity of our wiring
Hello, Collective Trauma – Written Monday 22nd April 2024 (Aged 49)
hello,
collective trauma
after all,
it keeps such a hold –
on people and the population
How Will I Feel Tomorrow? – Written Written Wednesday 21st March 2024 (Aged 49)
today, my well being felt more energetic
but my eyes were still down on the floor
tiredness,
still desperate to claw
Bunch of Dreams – Written Wednesday 28th February 2024 (Aged 49)
because the world –
it is about economics
and society,
is about power
The Need To Stay In One Place – Written Tuesday 27th February 2024 (Aged 49)
people do not like change
but good,
if things remained the same
Learned Helplessness – Written Monday 26th February 2024 (Aged 49)
Learned Helplessness
irrational thoughts, maybe,
but they dance,
and lead me under duress,
i then wonder if self diagnosis
is just really learned helplessness
Friend of Foe – Written Tuesday 20th February 2024 (Aged 48)
who am i,
friend or foe
will my imaginary friend
every really let go
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 