Rain coming down, with a bottle of beer in hand as I sit amongst the crowds, rain coming down, as I sit in a covered space, amongst the human race, with many, many frowns upon their faces, and people worn out and weary, who are getting out of the rain, with as much shopping as…
Category: Poetry
A collection of posts featuring my poems.
Rain amidst the tears
In the rain amidst the tears, do the reflections of the world, carry to the Earth, and the memories of those who have lived, lay ever eternal in the water, nourishing the Earth, with new life with worth, washing away the death, and the slaughter, magnificence amidst the ashes, sparkling as the darkness fades, and…
Ragged
Ragged as the night. Ragged but with a mind, a mind so rugged and inclined to take the knife, inclined to take the knife, to slash whoever so does get in your way, so, come forth whoever shall step up to your face, come forth, come forth those who would challenge you, for that is…
Rage
A man with a bottle in hand, filled with rage, an apoplectic man, savage of face, vicious of mind, frustrations, irritations, hot headed, ranting and raging, and smashing and crashing, and intoxicated, and verbally abusive, a bitter man in the street with his endless repetitions, and endless hurt and pain, and as angry as hell,…
Radical
Radical, ebullient fool, burning hot in your ignorance, spouting your words on the corner, like it would have a meaning to all, yes, you the radical, spouting your words so furiously, but chosen wisely, like an inferior machiavelli, a man with the mind of a clever idiot, the mind of stupid fool, oh, what a…
Radiant
Radiant, radiant beauty, as content as can be, radiant beauty as if a flower, amongst the dullness of society, radiant and elegant, and not as bland as many in your eccentricity, and certainly not bland in the way that you dress, but at peace in your individuality, and oh, what a smile, what a smile…
Quietly and quickly
Quietly and quickly, quickly and quietly, how quickly does quiet go. I do not know, for into the world so cold I go, and I head outside, and I walk into the snow, and I look to find my peace, and I look to find my release, my release from this world, this frantic world…
Quiet
Quiet, quiet contemplation, quiet fascination, pondering another destination, fuelling our imaginations, easing the day away, with our plans, and our maps of foreign countries upon the table, and the bottles of wine and the glasses of wine, and our appetites satiated, with good food and conversation, oh, what glorious machinations, and contemplations, and inspirations, as…
Quick
Quick, quick, slow, start, stop. Rain, I wish, I wish you would make up your mind, for I have things to do, and of them rather a lot, so, please can you not rain, when I go outside? For my life, it seems to be far too often, far too often, dictated by you, and…
Quandary of you
I do not know you, but here I sit in a cafe every day, I sit and I look at at you from a distance, I sit and I look at you, oh, the quandary of you, the quandary of you, I ponder you, I wonder you, I always wonder what mood you are in,…
