By Secret Thoughts Within and Vintage Black I am so tired so very, very tired of not feeling comfortable within myself I am so weary so very, very weary of putting my heart back on the shelf Tired tired tired Weary weary weary Comfortable with nothing and weary with so little my shelf life (patience) expired and my honest thoughts are cracked and b r i t […]
Fragments of deep verse Washing ashore Yet the lyrical tempest Hasn’t even S t a r t e d In this rough and slumbering, Wetly dry and Wicked, Late summer of slow w o r d s Wake up, W o r d S t o r m e r Have you ever dreamed of such a late, And furious, Timeless, Fateful, Somber, Fearsome, Word S t o r m ? Wake up, W o […]
A night at the opera She had not yet had Philistine poet Blasphemous, mad Oh my good lord My mamma did play Full blast Nessum Dorma At my father’s wake She may not have known The story in full, Yet surely she could - Caress tenor wool The whole church Went silent - All but for Mum’s cries The music Went dormant My dad Reached the sky And what she all wanted - That music […]