i have always been an autumn
turning over the leaves
my self esteem and self view,
as thick as thieves
Tag: writing
Lenses Are in Short Supply – Written Monday 11th March 2024 (Aged 49)
a world,
without eyes
or just one view,
taught to them,
sat upon a pew
Tell Me About Love – Written Friday 16th February 2024 (Aged 48)
i see some people standing by
licking an ice cream,
who can we be,
in this semi fictional world
What Do You See? – Written Friday 16th February 2024 (Aged 48)
mired in complex structures and verse
i am in those places,
in spite of…
not because of…
Sprawled on the Floor – Written Thursday 11th April 2024 (Aged 49)
my belief systems lays down in the landing
i always hope,
people are understanding
I Lost Myself – Written Tuesday 11th April 2024 (Aged 49)
I Lost Myself i lost myself in years that rushed by i lost myself,in people,who i placed upon a pedestalsorting … More
Smoke Trails – Written Friday 16th February 2024 (Aged 48)
Smoke Trails someone told me about a person…yet,i do not know them,and,in reality,i do not care…i am just here –trying … More
Derelict In Their Own Sand – Written Thursday 15th February 2024 (Aged 48)
people –
paid to shoulder responsibility
and,
take some kind of accountability
Cast of Many – Written Thursday 11th April 2024 (Aged 49)
danced awkwardly,
in the light
feeling dim,
feeling bright
Tumble – Written Monday 12th February 2024 (Aged 48)
my eyes wake up
it’s another day
and my feelings –
they tumble out of their bed
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 