Poem: Crying Without Sound

By the time she was nine She had perfected the art Of crying without sound. It’s all in the breathing At first it’s hard to control yourself but you slow Right Down. When she was six She was happy in her ignorance of Life Her noiseless shudders helped her Out loads and She coped By…

Poem: Healing

Healing The soothing strangeness of feeling The silken notion of healing Pouring deftly into a charred soul Renewal of light, no night like coal.   Quieted symphony Joy and harmony   And No more you Can’t hurt me now The scar is healing   Warming replenishment from biting cold Bring in the new world; extinguish…

Poem: Badge

I wear a badge of pain A relic of our past A sign to show I belonged to you A symbol that will last I can’t forget you – can’t Frantic fingers in the cold You, familiar yet far away And our secrets cheaply sold It hurts like the Easter cactus It blossoms at my time Your…

Poem: “Anger: You”

And in the night you’re just a fly-by Can’t think nor help nor wonder why You’re a glint in the eye of disaster. Do you cry when you know you’re not past her?   See her fluttering float by   Grab-at-your-hair-hope-to-die Be angry at self, others, self She should be gathering dust on high shelf!…

Poem: Tonight

Tonight   I woke up with fright Tonight I reached out for the light Tonight.   I gave a terrible inward scream I dared that this is all a dream Tonight.   Pretend daylight accents my stare My beautiful man is not there   I’m alone and dead I’m feeling this dread   Like a…

Poem: You Were

You Were You were the rage that ripped me out. You were the virus in my eye. You were a cruel and hateful lout. You were the life that passed me by.   You were – not are – and won’t be. You were a triumph unwilling to see the breaking dawn that greets me, instead, you denied me to be…

Poem: Addiction

Addiction Dangerously drinking up your darkness Daring to lose myself in an abyss I want to hurt to prove I’m alive And through hate know you better   Course through my veins Scream through my system Consume my soul Make me less human Rage me open Until my heart gives in Written 8th December 2004,…

Poem: Wounded

I’ve been reminded over vaguely recent times, of a long ago past, or rather, the more unsavoury aspects. Never before have the words “there but for the grace of God go I” been more pertinent. Because I have been reminded of something a long time ago, I decided to dig out the poems from that…

My Poetry in Context

It occurred to me recently that readers of my poetry might get the wrong end of the stick, because a few things might not be obvious. Let one fact be stated now, so you first of all get a good solid understanding of where I am coming from with this. I only ever wrote poetry…

Poem: Silent

Hello! Another poem for you and not a jolly, one I must say. Silent In the street is a hush People move and talk deft The TV blurs on low. Busses and cars are rattling by, mute. Why can’t I hear you sigh? I can’t hear you breathe Or moan Your heartbeat It’s gone. People,…