When I’m drawing blanks from the calibre of weapon in my arsenal And I can’t see a way to take someone off their self-appointed pedestal I’d like to say that I go peacefully into the quiet night like a good little poettess I’d like the knowledge that I can live and let live that I’m…
Category: Poetry
Later
Later is a magical place and time in which everything is done and everyone’s happy So many push-ups live there and all the matching socks from the dryer The quality of husbands in the land of later is, from what I hear, exceptional // It’d make a fun holiday for a while, I guess, to…
Thickened
An ice cold star flickers in the sky my lips meet yours and I taste Strawberry With small red chunks of dubious fruity origin stuck in your teeth Chocolate Malted and melted and mesmerising big brown eyes blinking Caramel Chewy like the rebound on your tongue and your spit is sweet like Vanilla And as…
Emerging From The Trees
I went for a walk in the woods and discovered that I’d lost my way And when I looked all I could see was the bitter end of a foggy day The sunlight was stranding through the trees in mysterious little wisps Like steam rising from the hot open pores in the earth swirling like…
Heart Beats
I struggle to find the words through this fog This utter exhaustion and this fear I cannot speak lest I make this thing worse This bizarre shape that has grown between us In the space of a hundred small hurts and a dozen roses // So I say them in broken, half-cracked imperfect expression Trying…