Poetry

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

  • 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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  • The light of the day fades out through the sky

    Pulling night pulling night

    The cry of the unwatered plants

    The starving greenery

    The parched burches and pines

    Ever green

    Until the drink fades

    The air crisp and clear

    The stars bright and slowly poking pin pricks out of the darkening above

    Yet yes here we find again

    No rain no rain

    Dear sky

    No dear sky

    Please

    Please

    And the chorus sings on

    Where has all the water gone?

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  • I said I’d let a homeless man sleep on my couch

    I did

    What now?

    I stand outside my house

    Trying to convince myself that I’m just chain smoking

    I can’t look at it

    Can’t see most of it

    I

    Care very deeply for this person and there is

    A certain self exile in it

    I could be over there proactively fixing it

    Instead I choose to be overwhelmed

    Merely my own self failure to not notice the inconvenience of being homeless

    Now I’ll stand motionless wishing for it to get better

    Watch the wheel spin

    What a time

    What a time

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