Solace
comes
swiftly
to
those
who
readFor
those
who can
devour
words
are
freed
The Daily Mantra
Resist
that
urge
To
binge
and
purge
Put
the box
back
under
the bed
Before
the
demons
emerge
And
your
emotions
splurge
Find a
pen and
start
writing
instead
Self Help
Why
do you
write
these
poems
He
said
If
you’re
not
going
to show
everyone?
Because
these
words
are
my life
She
said
They
are
not
for
just
anyone
The Writer’s Anguish
I don’t
think
I have
anything
to say
Today
Perhaps
there
will be
more
sorrow
Tomorrow
So I
will
wait to
pick up
my pen
Then
For I
fear I
wouldn’t
even
know how
Now
Writing With My Nephew
I am
so happy
to be
here
with
you
Because
you
like
writing
poetry
too
Although
you
just
press
random
words
And
I
like
using
rhyming
verse
How Long?
How long
can you
go on
writing
When
your only
inspiration
is spite?
And now
you’ve had
to start
forgiving
So that
you can
sleep
at night
A Change Is As Good As A Rest
A
new
year
begins
Bringing
with it a
new look
I hope
that you
like it
Considering
how fucking
long it took
A Tad Uncouth
I could
never
write as
fancilyAs
many
others
here doI just don’t
have the
talent,
franklyFor much
more
than a
fuck you
Indelible
The words
I write
may well
be starkFor they
are made
to leave
their markUpon your
weak and
thready
heartForever
Poetry
Some pills
make it
better
Some
make it
worse
Sometimes
the only
solace
Resides
in written
verse
Significant Others
Why oh
why can’t
you write
such
poetry
for me?
For our
love is
forbidden
and so
could
never be!
Writing At Midnight
The
words
advance
in waves
Their
ferocity
I cannot
stop
But all
too soon
there’s
nothing left
As I’ve
wrung
out every
last drop
Done In
There’s
only so
much I
can write
Before
I go
to sleep
tonight
My
eyes are
heavy and
overtired
My
head is
weary and
overfired
Smart Arse
Punctuation;
is (only) as important,
as you ‘want’ it to be.
Connections
It’s easier to connect with other artists these days than it is to any of my friends.
It’s because we understand how shit things are, I think, when the madness descends.
‘It’s Only Words… ‘
Beginnings
Endings
Happiness
Sadness
Relationships
Break ups
Love
Loss
Life
Death
A Chore
If only I
could pair
beautiful
imagery with
my words,
lilting melody
to my song,
revelatory
meaning to
my poetry…
Perhaps it
wouldn’t
bore the
shit out
of you
as much
to read it,
as it
does me to
write it.
The Beginning
'Don't be afraid to start poorly'
the kind man wrote
'I will try'
the sad woman replied
And she did
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 