Poetry

This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.

  • If only if only

    I find myself wishing I could repeat it

    I’m not the one wanting to hurt you

    I’m not the one wanting

    But useless

    How can I see through fair eyes only this world that isn’t what I meant it to be?

    You, and You

    You make me, in wanting to reach you, cut out little shapes in the paper and throw the dust upon you

    Happier skies over there over there

    So near yet far beyond ever coming within my grasp

    I imagine our first meeting

    As you revealing it’s not our first meeting

    Implied reading

    The way there’s no time

    And you had no time for me

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  • Expectations and pretences dripping

    So there

    So there

    Would that have been different if this is the same?

    Welcome

    Oh welcome

    Let me adorn you with praise and acceptance

    While you decide how I should behave a live and react

    Welcome welcome

    Just another person who thinks they know the me

    So there

    So there

    The backwards mirror

    Showing me how it feels

    When I already knew

    Is this karma or just how my life goes?

    Demanding

    Always of me

    Yet if I was to make demands they shut off shun me speak their cruel barbs and leave

    So there

    So there

    Yet if there was one thing to be learnt it is that no matter what

    It’s just people soliciting you for their own self indulgence

    So there

    So there

    If only you were fucking kidding me

    I tried to come with no pretences

    They find me

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  • The first days in a new sky

    The worst and most uncomfortable

    When missing Sirius

    When missing Orion

    When the twins no longer say good morning and goodnight

    Sitting under the light the night is far away

    His brightness should be enough I shouldn’t stray

    Yet I find myself wandering still

    Seeking other lights under his glow

    Does he seek my wanting?

    Does he seek my loving?

    Even now over my shoulder

    He’s found his way onto the screen

    Blinding me backwards

    Stubbornly reaching my eyes despite my about face

    Sol though Sol

    My daylight companion

    One

    And then millions

    Can’t you hear their chorus?

    Does your light shine too bright to see them?

    Do you recognise

    Do you see the lights?

    In daylight I still know they are

    They are

    If they aren’t they will be

    Somewhere a swan a bear a spoon

    I’m dreaming of winter skies

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  • Bore does that which old men wrote in closed rooms with inked quills

    Old words stolen whence in histories lost the crime is overlooked

    Greatness in theft

    Greatness in deception

    Greatness in repetition

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  • Star light star bright

    The first star of the night

    Arcturus shines as the waning light

    Plucks the starlight into sight

    The nose of the bear stretches across the sky

    The first night’s stars to meet the eye

    Turns waiting Eastward to try

    To get the first look at the moon

    Whose fullness will be rising soon

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  • People who get me

    But how easy am I to get?

    How many of the secrets I never say paint their way into a dark canvas, covering the colour and dissolving them?

    How can I be sure what is temporary what is real?

    All I see is the right now

    But my panicked, tired, mind

    Shows me horrors from tomorrow

    It’s just a day away

    Yesterday’s gone along with the feeling of feeling known

    I remain unknown

    Darker feeling creeping in underneath the tapestry created by

    Shooting smiles all around

    This thick black ink I cannot escape

    Slowly drinking the colour away

    Right beside you

    Another day

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