Ah! my love, the soldier-boy We follow him, for a time. When he falls, rises, falls once more, We pause. Alight. And watch to see If he will rise again. My little soldier, ever fighting on. You may sleep, … Continue reading »POEM: Sweet Soldier
Stub out that cigarette Lean back in that velvet chair and think of me. Perhaps you’ll turn your head And glimpse the crescent moon Outside the third-floor window. Exhale softly, Start to rise to close to curtains Then change … Continue reading »POEM: Late-Night Instructions
GOD LEADS US THROUGH DARK TUNNELS in purple flickering neon (as if it isn’t sure;) And I swear I’ve never seen a damn thing look so lonely (But maybe it’s just the misery talking.) stuck upon some haunted aluminium … Continue reading »POEM: Sign of Things to Come
This is a poem I had written a while ago, based on a prompt that runs “a 45 year old music critic falls for a 17 year old piano player hailed as a prodigy”. I can’t remember where the prompt … Continue reading »POEM: Euterpe
Grey shadows on grey concrete Slate Devoid of depth No true darkness here to hide in Or to die alone in Not someone there to miss Or even hate Not here the solace of despair Nor the soft cool … Continue reading »POEM: In the Dust Left by the End of the World
“The ceaseless labour of your life is to build the house of death.” – Montaigne, Essais I built my house from lust; From that moment Before skin touches skin When my hand hovers Above Her curving thigh … Continue reading »POEM: House of Lust
Tree by tree Shadow by shadow My palm surfing the air currents out the passenger window. The radio cuts out, in and out, Static over some classic rock station. Sky turning grey, Falling, sinking, Entombing the distance in fog. Grey … Continue reading »POEM: Drive
Alone in the woods A cut in the bark It weeps, it bleeds Its golden sap. Green needle scent And a warm spring breeze Deeper and darker she goes. Crunch underfoot. Light filters down Through forest leaves And … Continue reading »POEM: Alone in the Woods