if only i could
too much thinking
and it will not swim away
help me today
let me get away
Tag: poems
Bouncing Ball – Written Wednesday 15th January 2020 (Aged 44)
especially when –
the road is downhill
and the ball keeps on bouncing
no matter how you feel
Fire and Brimstone (Originally Untitled) – Written Sunday 29th June 2009 (Aged 34)
maybe i am the failure you described
maybe i am in the wrong place
maybe i am obsessed
Ruinous Psychology – Written Sunday 28th December 2019 (Aged 44)
i think too much
it is true
do you?
Thirty Four (Originally Untitled) – Written Thursday 25th June 2009 (Aged 34)
i have always
been built withstand,
even at thirty four
and even now
it feels that i could so much more
Tin Tray – Written Monday 13th January 2020 (Aged 44)
there is never an even keel
for what you feel
never a life moment
for when emotions
are not trying to bang you over the head
with an old tin tray
Long Way Down – Written June 2009 (Aged 34)
names are swiftly counted
no time to measure –
the distance of the fall
finding hate instead of pleasure
once you fall from the pedestal
What Is It I Hope to Find? – Written Saturday 28th December 2019 (Aged 44)
no one criticises me –
more than me
no one is more self aware
and painfully aware of me
Detective Novels – Written Thursday 28th June 2009 (Aged 34)
i no longer know what to do
detective novels
but without the clues
They Look Keen – Written Wednesday 15th January 2020 (Aged 44)
everything new and shiny
try the more rounded rocks
of windswept middle age
you work on yourself like the best sculptors
bet your know you are already made
