Tag: creative writing

A Reflection

Why are you so depressing

He said

Why are your words so dark

Because my life is fucking distressing

She said

And so, therefore’s, my art

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Charming Collaborations #5

IF ONLY

Why are you still fucking talking
Because the words out of my mouth have meaning
Yet your homespun philosophy bores me
At least I don’t feel compelled by needless preening
Do you think that this is it?
That our relationship is built on shit ?
Well, it’s you that cannot follow instruction
You know what ? I’m done, I quit !
I hope that isn’t an attempt at seduction
If only.

Written in collaboration with @Matt at aprolificpotpourri.wordpress.com ©2023

Early Morning Word Wednesday: Poetry Collab #1…

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Charming Collaborations #4

“Touch And Go”

were i to ask
for truth,

which would
you spin?

The kind that
pushes
back…

or lets me in?

Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023

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Charming Collaborations #3

“Untitled”

time coasts past
like clouds of
dream

sweet spoken words
lost in-between

the truth’s not
really what it
seems,

so often bared,
but seldom
seen.

Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023

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Charming Collaborations #2

“But My Eyes Still See”

not every quiet’s
golden,

some grow rank
with mold,

blue blooming
with decay

with truths we’ve
fail to say.

Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023

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Charming Collaborations #1

“Not Too Rough”

she said she wasn’t
built for this

but was too smitten
to resist the risk,

stating “let’s just see what
happens”

numb from being flattered
and then flattened

by the well meaning
hands

of some overly
eager
man.

Written in collaboration with @grumpygorman at handsinthegarden.com ©2023

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Old Hat

You’ve
been
on my
mind
today

More
than
any
other
time

If only
it had
inspired
something
epic

And
not this
fucking
awful
rhyme

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Forty Two

As cold as the sun,
As warm as the snow.

As loud as the silence,
As high as the low.

This could be
the meaning of life,

For all I fucking know.

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The Raven

Those
piercing
eyes

That
matte
black
beak

I wonder
what
secrets
you
would
yield

If
only
you
could
speak

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The Blood Red Moon

Wide
awake
night
after
night
screaming
at the
ghostly
twilight
trying
with all
of my
might
to summon
the courage
to continue
the fight

 

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Something Old / Something New

I wandered lonely as a cloud

Screaming the words fuck you out loud

As, like the night, she walked in beauty

I wished someone would just come along and shoot me

As I, in the wood, took the road less travelled

I sat and cried as my mind unravelled

And as we talked between the rooms

I closed my eyes and succumbed to the fumes

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Afternoons

Once again
it’s that
time of day

Do I get
out of bed
or stay

Here all
afternoon
and wonder

Why our
hearts were
torn asunder

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(In) Tense

If only you would
If only you wouldn’t

If only you could
If only you couldn’t

If only I did
If only I didn’t

If only I had
If only I hadn’t

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Acrimony

Whilst
trying
to fix
this
hopeless
mess,
I’ve
realised,
it’s all
just
fucking
pointless
anyway.

Nobody wins.

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An Unwanted Gift

You’ll always carry it with you,
The pain.

You can try to wrap it differently.

Use an alternative box,
Choose a shiny wrapping paper.
Secure it with ribbon,
Even glue on a fucking huge bow,
If you like.

But you’ll still carry it with you,
The pain.

Like a gaudy present nobody wants to open.
An unwanted gift you can never return.

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Bank Holidays

Days off
are always
difficult.

There’s
so much more
time to fill,
without you.

So many
memories
of what we
used to do.

I’d rather
be at
work.

At least
there, I
get paid
to be
miserable.

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April Fool’s Day

You can stop writing your pithy little poems, for your soul mate isn’t dead.

Your tears need no longer flow.

Your heart can beat again.

It’s an April Fool,

You fool.

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Freezing

I tried really hard today.

To laugh.

To be normal.

To forget.

And I managed, for a while.

But still I lie in bed here, freezing, hoping to go to sleep and dream of you.

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Tomorrow

I’m not sure how I’ll feel when I’m forced to remember you, tomorrow.

Forced to remember those torturous nights.

Forced to remember those heart breaking conversations.

They were so private, so personal, so intense.

Those words only ever destined to leave your lips and reach my ears.

There will be others there that feel the same way about their loved one, I’m sure.

And there will be others there just to watch. To steal someone else’s story to tell as their own.

Fuck them.

I’m not sure how I’ll feel when I’m forced to remember you, tomorrow.

I just wish you were still here.

And that I didn’t have to go.

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Must Try Harder

You must try harder, he says.

Harder to smile,

Harder to laugh,

Harder to forgive,

Harder to forget,

Harder to live again,

Harder to love again.

You must try harder, he says.

I can’t, she whispers

I’m sorry.

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Two Day Hangovers

You can take a tablet to halt a head ache.
You can eat a sandwich to settle a queasy stomach.
You can sleep a while to revive your weary bones.

But the self loathing?

That shit lingers on inside your head for days. And there’s nothing you can do to help that.

God, hangovers are awful.

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Hope

Your words help guide my wayward step
and shine light in to my darkened heart

Your smile breaks my fall to the kitchen floor
and stems the tears in my haunted eyes

Your touch quietens the incessant voice in my head
and replenishes my embittered soul

You allow me to believe that love might be possible again

One day
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Who Goes First?

It’s better that I’m living without you

Rather than you living without me

You’d never cope with this pain

It has wrecked me

But it would have destroyed you

And I would have hated that

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