Poem: Revolutionary

I slaughter today, that one day there may be peace, I steal today, so that someday all may share. I make the greatest sacrifice, I send you to your death, I free you from oppression, put a yoke upon your neck. You must go without today, that tomorrow there may be food, Trust in me,... Continue Reading →

Poem: Little Star

In my bed I turn and stretch, exhale a slow frustrated breath, And curse my inability to sleep. Minutes and then hours tick by, as hordes of thoughts assail my mind, All clamorous but nothing very deep. I sit and yawn and check the time, five hours gone since half past nine, Look out the window... Continue Reading →

Poem: Eyebrow Hair Sonnet

It's been a while but now you're back, I see. Determination such as rarely found, Displayed in slender strand of ivory, Protruding once again there on my brow. What fiendish pride lurks in your keratin? So proud, you lord it over other hairs, Your fall from grace awaiting there within, I cannot take my daughter's... Continue Reading →

Poem: What on Earth?

Desperate for likes and nominal friends, Swallowing whole what the T.V. says, But never a thought for how it all ends, What on earth are we doing?   Not happy with plenty, only with more, With no idea what we are here for, As long as we’re better than the man next door, Where on... Continue Reading →

Poem: Old Vacuum

In the end you weren’t so good at picking up all the dust, But watching you leave, that doesn’t seem to matter quite so much.   You were with us, way back then, when we moved into this house, You helped me when I spilled glitter on the carpet, and when I didn’t want to... Continue Reading →

Christmas Poem: The Old Wise Man

On a still and warm Arabian night, An old man gazed at the sky, And recalled the events of his many long years, Replaying them there in his mind.   He’d travelled, and learned, and served under kings, No stranger to royalty’s halls, But of all the memories lighting his thoughts, There was one that... Continue Reading →

Poem: Regret

Young and untouchable with a lifetime to waste, Days lost for nothing, but lived at full pace, But you cannot go back and the seeds you have sown, Despite all your tears, unavoidably grow, So the old man must bear all the younger’s mistakes, And the wounds earned in youth scar the older man’s face.... Continue Reading →

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