It’s gradual, In a way, A kindness, Yet, A sneak, A vandal, A robber, Deceitful, Invisible. Patiently It leaves its touch on the innocent From the moment of birth, Faint marks, Scars, Aches, Pains, Creating illusion. It outlasts, Outruns, Its work is endless, It is relentless in its pursuit, Tireless in its resolve. I am…
Category: Poetry
A Brother like No other
I have a brother, He plays keyboard in a band, Ronnie is his name, He’s my brother, He’s like no other. I watch while his friends jeer, Call him crazy, I cringe inside, He’s my brother. He wilts quicker than others, They say Ronnie’s a sissy, Call him crazy, Call him a girl, They tell…
Good Intentions
Good Intentions. How are you? Do I really want to know? No. If I did, it would mean I truly cared. Goodbye. More words flippantly tossed into the air. Gone for good? No. I will see you soon. I must have you round for a meal. I am puzzled by the way your…
Goodnight, See You In The Daylight
I’ve been coming home for months. I am so tired of the doing of it wrong. There is the wind and there are the trees moving. Which is it we are talking about? * I blow hard, I lose leaves, —the symbiotic tree tops, the storms strumming branches, and arms pointing everywhere— * I blew…
boyfriend in a coma
Say it when I don’t expect it. Rattle my door. Listen for the padded paw across plush sand, the muffled smile. Look for flickers, odd numbers of molecules, a minuscule dislodgment of furniture; a child hiding in the garden at midnight. I shall commune in sighs. II Given up for dead…
Cast No Doubt
Fear is only in our minds but taking over all the time, there are those who love to hate but their dart cannot pierce unless you let it. I found the road to nowhere but I’m trying to escape, but I thought I found the road to somewhere because I know there is something there…
The Pull Of A Distant Heart
Each, and everyday wishing you were here, this distance between us I cannot bear. My heart aches and it’s no joke, I feel like I’m drowning, and beginning to choke. One day we will meet I know this is true, some nights I can’t sleep, longing the need for you. My hands desperately reaching out,…
A Farewell
I am on the wall in hand-painted tones. My sister, too. We look young, hair patted in to place. Mother’s work, a dab and a lick. They hang in the hall beside mum’s room. I saw her there pale and worn. I love you, I said. Love you, too. A mottled hand raised in farewell….
Haunting Visions
I cant fight these visions they rain holy pain, you can feel my torment that drives you insane, yet I feel the same with what will burn into flame. You can take it all away and make me whole again, you took away my shame but left the promise of pain to call out…
cv
I have been a kitchen hand, a labourer, receptionist at a Kings Cross hotel; an alarm technician, a music tutor; voluntary case-officer at the community law centre; a waiter, barrister [sic], footballer, bullshitter, ballet dancer, porn star; liar, cheat; thief, drug dealer; and, most lately, part-time gardener. I want you to know, to think,…
Faces
Faces at the glassless windows. Eyes drawn tight. Look. Look at what happened. To us. When we were strong. Yet we lost. We were family. Families. In a wooden village. Locked tight in belief. We grew food to sell. So we had a chance at life. And we lost. We lost hope. We lost pride….
A Prayer
White stucco walls and a simple cross reach to the sky blue, threads of cloud. A little church on a hill, a solid wooden door, closed and locked. Pray outside today, if you must. A shingled track leads the way, past towering pines, plains views. The people of the valley fall to their knees on…