I’ve always felt
Misunderstood
Wrong, somehow
And not much good
But I’ve come to learn
As I have aged
I wasn’t born this way
I was made
The Sycamore Gap
I saw it first
On TV
In a film made long ago
(If you can forgive
Their dodgy accents
It’s not that bad, you know)
There it stood
Pride of place
As part of that iconic scene
A symbol of majesty
And resilience
In a landscape stoically serene
Who knew
That its destruction
Would be so upsetting to me
It’s not like it was
A person
But a 300 year old tree
Sleeping Over
Fuelled by wine
And impure thoughts
I smiled as nature
Took her course
Animal Wrongs
Fuck knows why
I picked a zoo
I couldn’t think
Of anything worse
Starting something
Amid such abuse
Could only prove
To be a curse
Swipe Right
How’s
about
it
Just
us
two
Fancy
a
walk
Visit
the
zoo
Get
a
beer
Eat
some
food
Spend
the
night
Being
terribly
rude
(Originally Posted 25.02.2020)
(High)lands Reprise
As I stand here
Taking snaps
Comparing them
To years past
I am struck
By the magnitude
Of how much I now
Love my solitude
(High)lands
Let us
roam
amongst
the
heather
Laugh
out loud
betwixt
the
blether
Kiss
amidst
this
stormy
weather
Until
we
come
undone
together
(Originally Posted 03.12.2020)
The Cynic
Nature versus nurture
That is the great debate
Was I born a pessimist
Or did it find me late?
I suppose it doesn’t matter
However it came to be
As the cynic is now embedded
In my personality
Mythbusting
If
life is
funny
sometimes
Then
why
can’t
I contain
my laughter
It’s the
same as
all that
bullshit
they say
About
living
happily
ever
after
(Originally Posted 01.08.2020)
Boiling Frogs
It’s pretty hot in here
He said
Do you think we should leave
We’ll be here until we die
She said
Stop being so fucking naive
Community
If it takes a village to raise a child
Then my neighbours must have been out
Because I pretty much
Dragged myself up
Of that there is no doubt
Jagged Around The Edges
How long will it take
He said
For you to see
The wood for the trees
I don’t know
She said
But one thing’s for sure
In the end, everyone leaves
Into The Wind
As my life passes me by
I lose the will to even try
So I raise my hands to the sky
And scream why me, you arsehole, why?
The Beach
I'm
glad
I spoke
to you
today
Even
though
it was
only
the
wind
That
could
reply
Xxx
Deciduous
If
only
you
could
come
back
to me
Like
the
leaves
that
grow
on the
cherry
tree
Standing
outside
our
house
You
can’t
know
how
happy
I’d
be
If
once
more
your
face
I could
see
Standing
outside
our
house
Nature Vs Nurture
The
packet
cracks
As
the
tablet
snaps
And I
glug it
down
with
water
My
whole
body
contracts
As
I face
the
facts
That
I am my
mother’s
daughter
Arcadia
Here
I am
again
Sitting
all
alone
I don’t
like this
anymore
I want
to go
home
Down By The River
It’s so peaceful here.
Quiet. Serene.
If only the incessant chatter in my head would quieten down,
I might just be able to enjoy it.
Driving Home from Campsie
When you drive down from the deep and darkened hills,
you can see the city lights shining.
You can feel them.
She draws you in with infectious breath.
She implores you to enter her.
You want to be with her.
You can't imagine a life without her.
Only in the deep and darkened hills...
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 