Sober too long
A thousand pictures fill my head
Nothing I want
All I deserve
A failure encrusted shoe
And a dangerously deep hole
A yearning
A yearning fit to burst through the confinement of narrow walls
Or the confinement of a narrow mind
The genie took two of my wishes
So I’ll leave you with this;
If I ever sleep again
Please don't wake me up
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 4:45 PM UTC
A stone rolls across my floor
A strange privilege
To fade away.
How does it feel?
She croons, she croons
Creating a sound so tragically pure, that if I were to die whilst hearing it, I don't think I'd mind
For what is death if life is not full?
At least I have a height to fall from.
Don't worry
She sighs
I'll get my things and leave.
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 6:45 PM UTC
A smile from one
A glance from another
A sickening glory
The love of a mother
A sip of the fizz
Your time in the light
The way to their hearts
The edge of the night
The scene as it passes
A hug from a stranger
The curious cat
A frivolous danger
Treacherous love
Belief left in tatters
Dazzling moments
Nothing else matters
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 6:43 PM UTC
I used to dream of bidding you farewell
And wishing you on your way
"Goodbye, traveller, bye for now"
I'd force myself to say
But somehow you persisted
Punching thoughts out of the way
Ambling to the forefront of my mind every day
Almost real
Almost there
Until the moment
Somewhere
On a train between Woking and Clapham
When a new journey had begun
I grieved no more for melting snow
I worshipped the sun
And I let you go
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 5:51 PM UTC
Pensive and delirious,
I stroke my whiskered chins.
Though I want to suppress them,
I can't help but smile.
They're mine, mine, mine.
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 5:48 PM UTC
Touch my heart
Grab my hand
Take me to your wonderland
I won’t know you
You won’t know me
We’ll dance around a reverie
We’ll dance and sing
For all to hear
And we’ll no longer live in fear
Of losing love
Or losing lust
Or losing everlasting trust
Twinkling lights
Will streak our skies
And gently spark enchanting eyes
The trees will wave
And clouds will smile
We'll leave this world, just for a while
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 5:43 PM UTC
Hello man
With the sullen face
Sunken eyes
And matted hair
Please don't frown so much
You might iron permanent lines into your brow
And that would be a terrible shame.
I wonder what has troubled you
Or what troubles you still
Maybe it's people like me
Trying to coax you out of your misery
I promise you, Stranger
I always mean well
But intentions can be misconstrued.
I must admit, I find it mildly discomforting
That your solemn mood is affecting my own
So come on, Stranger
Do I not deserve a smile?
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 7:04 PM UTC
Her gypsy heart can’t find its art
In movement, song or rhyme
And though it fakes a smile or two
It’s crying all the time
Instincts state her only fate
Must be to run away
For patient though she is
She may not last another day
In this place, with this face
And all the foolish things it’s done
And all her sodden sorrow
And no single ray of sun.
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 5:59 PM UTC
Your elegant sound floats around my dazed head
You ruffle my feathers, in all manner of ways
You pecked your way into my life
And for a long while I resisted.
You have the freedom that I, as a temporarily caged bird, can no longer enjoy
And though it is sweet of you to join me on my perch
Cohabitation is not something I am accustomed to
And I find myself longing for just a short moment of solitary confinement.
But once you have taken flight, I worry
As all caged birds do
That those I love
Will clip their wings, and cease to return.
So I sit here, and pray for my songbird to come back to me
And chirp in my ear
My meadowlark, my love
The light in my otherwise surrounding darkness.
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 5:55 PM UTC
Pride fills me up kind of like the way you fill me up time after time day after day except when you’re not there but then I suppose the memory of you fills me up in a slightly less full kind of way because you’re quite simply wonderful and then you drop your wallet reminding me and everyone else that you sir yes you sir are nowhere near perfect which brings me significant disbelief yet I revel in the fact that I am thankful thankful for something anything that shines a light upon your moronic tendencies and as the train pulls away I sit and marvel at how grateful I am for a bittersweet end to a wonderful day.
Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 8:32 AM UTC