pete-marshall
English
Completely new to all this, started writing after having lost my job however dont get me wrong am a happily married father of three, just struggling financially!!!! / / Most of my work is published on my blog at http://petemarshall.blogspot.com/ / / Presently I am writing two series here which are being well received, My Struggle with Unemployment & Darkened Tales. / / Some of these poem have been published on Hello Poetry & please do pop over and check them out. / / Kind regards / / Pete
Within four walls I felt restraint
That pushed my minds own metaphor
And as my lips began to dry
Her scent entwined across the floor.
I dropped my stare as shadows danced
And felt those ills that burnt in me
As bile raised to rear itself
My heart felt pain so bitterly.
But all around were tiny views
That brought back doubts in magnitude
And then I saw the chimney breast
That signalled peace but hid regret.
And seas took hold in swirling rage
As gifts of love from other’s age
And eyes that winked as acid tore
Whilst ravaged hearts could take no more.
So when she spoke I heard a voice
That mocked my dreams forbidding choice
And as she threw those words at me
The slate felt cold on withered feet.
I felt her pain which frightened me
But slowly stood & turned away
I laughed at blame imprudently
Than face the truth we live each day……..
Apr 25, 2010
Apr 25, 2010 at 12:12 AM UTC
A restless mind keeps dreams at bay
Now copper taints my golden ones
In spiders webs are gathered thoughts
That hang from threads this life has spun.
In borrowed clothes we huddle tight
But youthful minds find wonders true
Friends that mock and judge our plight
But pride does come before we fall.
Chests that heave and long for touch
That burst with pride in shining shoes
But leathered souls will wear in time
And innocents grow with doubts of you.
Cherished things from long past lives
That lose their gleam on pawn filled shelf’s
And clothes we wore when once were proud
Now hang from limbs like tattered shrouds.
Yet restless minds with flickered thoughts
Find strength to grasp and hold what’s true
Like sands that slip through nothing hands
We drift in search of hopes a new.
Then winter brings those chilling winds
That holds our breath in sleepless nights
As rain seeps in through leaking roofs
The cobwebs grow in darkened heights.
Where golden dreams are all that’s left
And children’s laughs bring hidden cries
Where strength is found in food we eat
But pride has left without goodbye………
Mar 23, 2010
Mar 23, 2010 at 3:43 AM UTC
The poison that works within my soul
Chastises the angel that lives in my mind
Ahead is a battle, a fight I must win
Aside are my brothers whose arms they do bear
We warrior clan that fight only for kin
With swords as our cross to protect us from sin
Roads that we tread are often retraced
Once more into battle, once more we must brace
The poison controls and runs deep through my veins
My sword severs limbs, my angers now rage
My shield is pushed tight, the smell of his breath
Beneath I stab hard the, warmth of his flesh
And on to the next as we stand side by side
Driven by brothers, their blood curdling cries
The crush is unyielding pushing air from my lungs
My armour is heavy but my honour is strong
Yet on do I surge as the poisons runs deep
Chastising those angels that lived in my mind
Mar 22, 2010
Mar 22, 2010 at 9:30 AM UTC
If only for peace his swan song sighed
Amidst the gallant yet frightened few
With weary bones a heavy heart
Beat might when spied the resilient wharf.
For ships who berthed they uttered words
In thanks for land upon this sea
As storms would rage to shatter strengths
In triumph our pier had welcomed thee.
Like those who’d trod its solid beams
And left these shores to honour King
Behind them stood our naval borough
Whose people echoed valiant deeds.
For ships that harboured off our shores
And streets of London that prayed for calm
Forget we not our honoured task
To protect this land in air & sea.
And now that candles gently flicker
Uniting friend & foe as one
As doves fly by we thank the heavens
For the peace that grows upon our cliffs
Mar 22, 2010
Mar 22, 2010 at 9:26 AM UTC
In youth I’ve glimpsed
But with age come constraints
Days disappear as I stay in time
Yesterday I played outside with my friends
Today they are gone, dead, alone
A black mist swirls and tempts my anger
A ****** heart squeezed tight in my fist
An unquenchable thirst a desire to lust
To be free to enjoy to taste the delights
But then I play its yesterday
Outside in the yard with my friends
Mar 22, 2010
Mar 22, 2010 at 9:21 AM UTC
As boys we dreamed and hoped to be
We watched the game and chose our team
Match day comes and passions rise
We gather in tribes & watch from sides
We’ve spent a week of misery
In life & work that has to be
Our only escape is on TV
And hope the wife stops nagging me!
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Then match day comes & passions thrive
I stand and feel the bile’s rise
And those I cheer are part of me
The team I watch and want to be
He’s off his game it angers me
I shout I scream it should be me
Yet they all seem to disagree
But they don’t feel the pain in me
Coz he’s the best there’ll ever be
How dare he try to degrade me
He scores a goal no good for me
He should have scored already 3!
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The whistle blows it comes to an end
I cross the pitch he sees a friend
But do I say “well done my son?”
I moan at him for missing one!
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What right have I to tarnish thee
His garbled words his looks at me
An adults fears and misery
Are skills we teach too easily
We fail in life but hope they’ll be
The dreams we lost but yearn to see
He wants to be from watching me
I shout I swear accusingly
The love we shared can never be
We fight we scream so bitterly
He sits he stares he looks at me
Then turns his back forever on me!
Mar 22, 2010
Mar 22, 2010 at 9:15 AM UTC
A petal falls so silently
To land and rot amongst the weeds
A roses head tilts & sighs
Its stalk been snapped by wicked lies
Each day you toil to keep alive
Your dreams of love that never die
But weeds grow up and strangle stems
As blood drips from the petals end
Your lawn was lush and velvet green
Now dry & barren like your dreams
And age has caused your bones to tire
Your hands are cracked with skin so dry
You mask your pain in solitude
Bereft of friends that vanquished you
And as you prune each budding shoot
You snap the growth of disrepute
Oh how you once was young & free
You bloomed & blossomed flirtingly
Each eye you caught would turn a head
But times have passed & lovers left
A robin sits and watches you
His gentle verse that warms you through
But robins fight & guard their place
Whilst you just laughed amidst disgrace
Indoors he sits a lonely man
Across the table his bread & jam
And through the glass he watches you
Inside he cries at nothing new
A once proud man who gave his life
Who gave you all as man would wife
And yet here now he sits alone
The man you loved no longer known
The smile that wooed a million girls
That made you heart a merry whirl
But now the bones are cleansed of meat
His once large frame admits defeat
He grasps for thoughts no longer there
And through the glass he sits & stares
His children come his children go
The names of which he’ll never know
You made a vow to stand by thee
So still you tend & still you ****
But deep inside you’re very scared
To lose your rock that always cared
Yet still you hide in solitude
The pain that hurts inside of you
A petal falls so silently
To land and rot amongst the weeds
Mar 19, 2010
Mar 19, 2010 at 10:11 AM UTC
The nails I’d grown
To cultivate
Dug deep & hard
In pallid flesh
I pulled my skin
Across my chest
And felt my ribs
That grasped for breath.
And as I lay
The more I thought
What tastes disturb
Upon my tongue
As teeth bit hard
On anxious flesh
And death recoiled
At what I’d come.
As nerves crept through
My empty veins
I challenged sense
Of earthly realms
Those cries I hear
On silent winds
That sing of death
And thrive in dreams.
Was I the one
That took first bite
Upon your stained
& soiled sheets
And satins touch
Is Satans lust
That spurred us on
In savage feast.
Inside I feel
The acids joy
That courts my soul
And marries minds
As logic flirts
And lures my will
In dance that speaks
Of tales unkind.
To walk in death
With memories lost
As shadows flit
We move in time
And nails that press
And rip my skin
Are needles through
My ravaged arm.
Now gone are days
And gone is slumber
As nights draw in
And waken me
To taste your flesh
Is my desire
And purge myself
Of dignity.
Mar 19, 2010
Mar 19, 2010 at 10:08 AM UTC
Sunk in my armchairI stare from the gloomThe never-ending soundOf cars that drift onWith minds on the roadAnd eyes straight aheadCash register for mileageChing ching in their head-If stripped of the clothingAre we all just the sameWe want to be themTo be part of this gameAnd the cars that drift onWith their badges of wealthThese tokens of greatnessMuch better than mine-Once I was partOf this greed that we wantBut now I am nothingSomeone that just hopesMy boys birthdays comingHow much would it costTo bring smiles to his faceWithout knowing the lossYet who will sufferAs my daughter is nextAnd kids have no boundariesWhen friends have the best-And people with moneyNow scorn on my lifeTo some I’m a scroungerWhilst dodging tax with their perksThose LLP peopleWho employ mystery wivesAnd lie on their tax billsTo hoard cash for their lives-A tenner for cleaningAn old boys flatBuys cake for my kidsAs a one off treatYet who is more guiltyOf conning the stateAs I sit in my armchairAnd cars drive on past
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 11:31 PM UTC
Hearts are pounding
Blood is rushing
Eyes are staring
Bodies shoving
Nerves are tingling
Thoughts are buzzing
Focus strong
Stadium hushing
On Your Marks
Get Set
Go!
Feet are pounding
Bodies rushing
Eyes are staring
Athletes shoving
Pack is tightening
Check your running
Focus strong
Hide your cunning
Legs are pounding
Hold the rushing
Eyes are staring
Watch the shoving
Stride is stretching
Pack is splitting
Focus strong
Not for quitting
The bell rings
Last Lap!
Heart is pounding
Others rushing
Eyes are staring
No more shoving
Pace is quickening
Muscles aching
Focus strong
The Line’s for taking
The race ends
Victory Lap!
Heart still pounding
Thoughts are rushing
Eyes are staring
Media shoving
Lungs are bursting
Tears are gushing
Focus gone
Defeat is crushing
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 3:42 AM UTC