Walking to
holding on
letting go
running from
Category: Poetry
Never Here?
Gone now
never here
he believing
wanting her
to be real
Secrets
We all have secrets,
no matter how we try
they come out in some way,
someone always knows.
You are one of mine,
I don’t want you to be,
how can I tell of you when
I don’t know who you are?
Unreal
Not of light nor darkness
eyes closed seen not being
eyes open memory clinging
unreal still believing
Well he can be
He’s a miserable old fart
with his melancholic comments
well he can be let’s not beat about the bush
but sometimes there’s a touch of something in his prose
no you don’t see it to be honest neither does he
okay all bollocks sometimes rhymes though
This Time
She’d leaned on him
sure-footed now
as others had
let ease away
thing is this time
he needed her
Chaos
Dark fell in to night
light showed up by day
shadows took to shade
chaos spins their end
Lines & Spaces
Heart flip flopping on his sleeve
hers hung up in the wardrobe
strangers none more familiar than she
too close to read the spaces
Ever aching bending to her will
takes lines to crease a sheet
her every one deceived as tongue
he didn’t see until she’d gone
Approved
He experiments
feel unique
her consequence
believes
patent pending
approved
Poem – Six Word Miscellany #3
Out of the blue her eyes
The games hearts play so dangerous
Lips unzipped for tongue tip sips
Laid exhausted by young wanton wiles
Need defies the lines of years
Searched for meaning through inked fingertips
Her intentions lies no longer hide
One of many no way him
Mirror says old bald move on
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Six word lines and stories – if they come from one mind do they relate? I believe so, miscellany at play, in time and space. A click and you’re into miscellanies #1 and #2.
