so it just festered inside
but how could i not be happy with my lot
well, it’s because this fake society
chooses your jackpot
Tag: poems
Laces Undone – Written Wednesday 23rd April 2014 (Aged 39)
it is the cloudy day
that stops the sun
it is running with freedom
but now, the laces are undone
Where Are The Joins? – Written April 2014 (Aged 39)
picture after picture of their child
but none,
of the man they are married to
and the one they are meant to love
A Certain Path – Written Thursday 10th April 2014 (Aged 39)
those men hide in their relationships
they eye up the skirt
come home and play with the child
and hunt down respectability at work
Power of Self – Written Thursday 10th April 2014 (Aged 34)
it is strange,
how we look to others
to tidy our house and change the bed
pick certain colours
Friend Most Likely – Written March 2014 (Aged 39)
i have the image
from which i dare not escape
a slightly patronising view
as they look down on my, ‘traits’
Never Existed At All – Written March 2014 (Aged 39)
well, how do i explain
it is like one of those dreams –
where,
half asleep you forget your name
Here Is Love – Written March 2014 (Aged 39)
it sits in an armchair
it takes us by the hand
here is love
it confuses us to understand
When You Are Young – Written March 2014 (Aged 39)
when you are young it is easy
easier to live by your heart
easier to live by unknown maps
live by the routes set out
English Stew – Written March 2014 (Aged 39)
there is not a thing wrong –
in white men –
expressing pride in being, ‘english’,
(whatever that actually means)
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 