Decade by decade Decay decay decay Wanting not needing Fighting not reading, Envy, most fingered word In the thesaurus, Omits jealousy, stark difference, Covet thy neighbor’s biodegradable Possessions, As the sun shines on a sandy beach Make your own rules… Read More ›
thoughts
Vow
If I say x And you say y, We’ll never know, How great the world Could be.
Waking Up
Dreams dissipate , Allowing the sunrise , To linger, On your eyelids, Until you awake, And feel The texture and tenacity Of time , Settling in a vortex of Seconds and minutes, And As I can’t return to my… Read More ›
An Empty Vessel
Why be jealous of what I have And what you think I have? When even I do not know What it is you see. Why shadow me every day And move like me In every way. All done with hate… Read More ›
They Told Me It Was Beautiful
They told me it was beautiful Out today But I wouldn’t have known Sitting curled up in a chair Behind closed curtains. With every problem in the world Prancing like shadows before my eyes. They say it will be beautiful… Read More ›
Fearful
It was hard, Watching my Dad Staggering home from the pub, Up the dark Orange lit shadowed Street, From our dusty greased window, Two stories up, Looking down, Knowing, When the key slipped into the lock And he came through… Read More ›
Magical Thoughts
When I experience hurt I indulge In magical thinking. Very annoying For others, Unfamiliar with the technicalities Behind my tricks. He or she May say, That “I” am mistaken in my observations. But with the wave of My… Read More ›
The Dinner
Ode To Social Anxiety Sitting opposite my wife With my napkin On my lap, I gripped my fork and stabbed the duck, Marinated in weird oriental sauces, so I thought, Served with a smashed potato, As I was crushed… Read More ›
Water and Ice
I recall a short story I had written in school back in Scotland looking out of our window at the whirling snowstorm blanketing our streets, roofs and gardens. We were young. My teacher said we could reach for the stars…. Read More ›
Rhetorical
I can’t shake off this furious anxiety That thwarts my breathing, to Shallow repetitive beats, Obscuring My capacity For normal thoughts, And when I wondered why those Intermittent perturbances Should even be? The question Answered itself. Image… Read More ›
A Different Country 