A battered soul
broken, not whole
abused and misused
fragile, confused

Fragmented parts
splintered shards
dealt a bad hand
alone they stand

Picking up the shreds
tightening loose threads
searching for truth
courage, the root

Stronger they be
seek new company
a bright new outlook
life’s an open book

Fragile things
heart strings
easily pulled and
tightened
often scared and
frightened
old hurts can make
them close
how long to open
nobody knows
beware if its yours
that’s been pulled
into a false sense of
security
you can be lulled
Fragile things
heart strings

Frank fraternized with females
frolicing, flirting, fun
fantastic, fanciful feelings
Fabricating fantasies

Firing words from pen

shooting from the hip

safely hidden in my den

no risk of punch in lip

Writing is a release

stops many a row

irons out many a crease

to it’s power I bow

Freedom in anonymity

let emotions speak

no accountability

coming out, not for the weak

Genevieve is a frump

a big fat lazy lump

walter decided to dump

she really got the ****

and gave him a mighty thump

Purple bow in hair

Bag to match

Purple skirt

Riding up her ******

***** that need restraining

I’m not complaining

A sight to excite

The wife will get it tonight

I’m looking for someone

she’s gone away

she used to be so gay

never a cross word to say

nowadays it’s a mood swing

Where’s she gone?

where’s she hiding?

She used to be patience personified

people’s traits glorified

now she’d be happy if they fried

where she used to laugh, she’s now cried

I can’t find her, I’ve tried

The grass is always green on the other side of life
inhabitants free from trouble and strife
money is flowing, happiness is rife

They never have to learn by their mistakes
no floods, no cutbacks, no heartaches
every day full of lucky breaks

What do they reach for?
what’s eating away at their core?
Do they remember a time before?

I’ll stay on this side
success a source of pride
skills have to be employed

How can we get up if we never fall?
We can’t answer if no-one calls
you have to fail to grow *****

So today I’m going to be the best me
swimming in a sea of uncertainty
experiencing everything is healthy

Everyday we strive
hope makes us thrive
life’s short, no-one survives

Degree of guilt
tortured to the hilt
sanity can easily tilt

feelings of remorse
ending in divorce
taken a wrong course

fell for temptation
no path of redemption
time for contemplation

Must keep demons at bay
start afresh, a new day
regret a price to pay

If you have a heart of gold
can it on poor days be sold?

Can it be melted down
take away a worried frown?

Can you sell a piece
to gain some financial release?

Does it increase in value
if its freely given to you?

Share your heart every day
you’ll find that it will pay

I’m present
but absent
here
but gone away
body visible
spirit invisible
people talking
not listening
lost
private battle
need
to heal
hibernate

Hide and Seek is not for the meek

last time my parents didn’t find me for a week

no matter how much I peeked and squeaked

Next time I’ll eat garlic so I’ll reek

it will be a much shorter game of hide and seek

Secreted in a padded cell
Inside silently yells
his secrets he won't tell
there goes the medicine bell

She walks filled with nerves
at every sound she swerves
her bravery he deserves
his medicine she serves

As usual he's at the hatch waiting
his demeanour she's contemplating
the system she's hating
no help for him grating

They only want to keep him quiet
so they can sleep well at night
they don't want to hear his plight
or what makes him such a sorry sight

Abandoned and abused at an early age
filled him with sadness and rage
thoughout his life at every stage
he's been locked in some sort of cage

Filled with pity
she can only feel sympathy
she wishes she could challenge the powers that be
and unravel this mans mystery

She sneaks him the key every day
hidden under the plastic tray
but he's never tried to get away
in this solitary he chooses to stay

Maybe life is easier for him here
Set routine, nothing to fear
Out slips a solitary tear
as she hears him say "thank you dear"

Throw caution to the wind

let the breeze catch your hair

live a little dangerously

set yourself free

If your head is in the clouds

you might as well read them

be receptive to your dreams

from where hope streams

Tap into the boomerang effect

when you need to let go

if its for you it will be back

thats all you need to know

If a chapter closes

there’s a new book on the horizon

read it with an open mind

who knows what you’ll find

Please let me hug you
though I’m sure I need it more
ahhh your sweet embrace

Sleepy lazy and

unmotivated too much

alcohol again

A world of make-believe

On imaginations loom I weave

some days my presence it leaves

its absence causes me to grieve

other days it wants to celebrate

I marvel at what it can create

free your mind, let it stray

let your dreams come out to play

plant the seed and let it grow

where you’ll end up I don’t know

Impressionable young women
encouraged to enter a trade
that oft belittles and degrades
detrimental to mental health
not worth the short-term wealth
people have become inured
forget the pain often endured
reality becomes obscured
to enter a life of vice
women can feel they have no choice
no other way they recognise
fed by their dealers lies
I always picture it seedy
making a living from the needy
pimps are just plain greedy
big men, in fact, weedy
I’m told its consensual
to me thats nonsensical
is it anyway factual
maybe ‘John’s’ whimsical

I’m becoming a hypochondriac

that thought brings on a panic attack

one sleepless night, I’m an insomniac

pain in arm, a heart attack

I’ve cut myself, septicemia

a sore eye, onset of glaucoma

if I look up any more on wikipedia

going to read myself into a coma

An affair is brewing

Breaking up complicated
too much to arrange
solicitors, family, pain

I just need something
our sitting room (internet cáfe)
is stifling, smothering
communication, zilch
vacant stares
minds elsewhere

Don’t know what to do
but attention I need
before, incomprehensible
now, understandable

An affair is brewing

Prison walls are closing in

punishment too great for my supposed sin



Both of us were equal as far as I can see

but she lied about her age brazenly



Her skirt so short could have been a napkin

make-up so thick couldn't see her skin



Captivated by her scent

desire, passion, potent



I never harmed a hair on her head

just took her willingly to bed



I didn't know she was fifteen

"I'm Innocent" I keep repeating

You said I was unique

didn’t know you meant freak

said you would cherish me

I wasn’t ready for the jealousy

said you’d always share your feelings

did that have to be through beatings?

I thought you were wooing me verbally

you were telling me how it was going to be

We interpret things differently

Land of saints and scholars

not for us dog collars

no tying me up

only church wine, I sup

if I’m bound

it’s to the sink

head bowed and shouldn’t think

no *** please, I’m Irish

no flattery, that’s fresh

birth control is down to rhythm

stop those little ***** swimming

not allowed use a ******

I’ll have to take it up the ***

I’m a downtrodden wife
his trouble and strife
Is this my life?

He doesn’t help with chores
in between snores
says “ask her indoors”

The kids avoid him
I fulfil their whims
no point in asking him

I don’t know why he married me?
I could never be
what he wanted me to be

I’m never good enough
he says I look rough
so no more *** stuff

I wanted to work
but the chauvinistic ****
wouldn’t allow this perk

I can’t wait ‘till the kids are grown
from this dysfunctional nest flown
I’m building a nest egg of my own

Then mummy can fly
happily wave him goodbye
no tears shall I cry

but until then
the youngest is ten
I’ll keep secret my yen

Eight more years
feeding him beers
listening to his jeers

He’s such a hypocrite
sanctimonious ***
for any occasion a face that will fit

People think he’s a good man
doing what he can
for poor miserable Ann

Ann’s biding her time
secret ***** and lime
behind his back a naughty mime

You’ve never once licked my ****

but you’ll play forever with my ***

your such a selfish *****

I’m no longer ******* ****

“Just a fling,

didn’t mean anything”

family in ruins

you sing the same tunes

Not the first time

you committed this crime

this crime of passion

downtrodden my new fashion

I’ve met someone new

haven’t told you

but then it’s

“Just a fling,

doesn’t mean anything”

Back in the driving seat
news goals to meet
accelerate at full throttle
have I got the bottle
the race is on
the wheel has spun
reality has hit with a bang
never boring been ying and yang
this living together is no easy task
our worries we both try and mask
we didn’t have a trial run
to me the real fun has just begun

I’m not submissive

forever just while it suits

I assume you know

Our souls are entwined

our dreams, one mind

to others, were blind

our love, the lasting kind

I’m on my last nerve
and your standing on it
my mood needs to swerve
like zapping a zit
my mouth needs to curve
but I’m down in a pit
I’ve lost my verve
vanished my wit
my bed I crave
from this day I quit

Remember last spring

lay in the meadow with you

awareness blossomed

Sultry glances

lingering touches

warm the heart of amour

An unspoken vow

passes between us

and its tantalising

Eyes filled with desire

***** on fire

Wow the eroticism

Pulses racing

sweaty palms

imagined delights

Flirty games

building passion

causing arousal

“Later” we whisper

both lust-filled

tortuous afternoon