The pretentious prattlings of a piss poor poet
From nothing I came And to nothing will I return Between these an eternal agony of existing Bearing me onward Towards oblivion A nobody I was A nobody I will be Lost in this wilderness of being Reminding me always Of my failure Born nowhere I will die nowhere Alone along many paths have I stumbled Unguided, unknown Unwanted
16/03/2021
Leave a Comment
When I am here no longer
Grieve not for I am nothing
But if a memory of me comes unbidden
Haste you to that great oak
That has at times so gently guarded us
And spread its shady limbs above our souls
Then sit you down against that hoary wrinkled trunk
And view again those verdant fields
Where often dancing larks on wing set flight
And cautious deer do snuggle in swelling grass
And when winds warm whisper
Your ruddy cheek so tenderly kisses
Silent hold your remembrance of me within
And know that I am near
At last at peace beside you
And tear not that I am gone
When I am here no longer
09/02/2021
Leave a CommentThe corrugated roof cracks and moans In the still midday heat No breeze breaks this spell Of shimmering mirage On the rock strewn ridges The cows gather lazily Under the few shade trees Scattered scantily about This strange, hot landscape I lie, exhausted, sweaty Under this groaning roof And feel all nature Press in upon me Hot, humid, overpowering The crickets shrill shriek Arises from their hidden roosts Piercing this eerie silent Hades Into which I have wearily journeyed
16/02/1991
Leave a Comment
The coffee cup grows cold slowly in my hand
Whilst I, distracted, think on you.
Then the world surrounding me
Stops
And I lose myself in fading remembrances
My heart is warmed
And I am slowly lifted
Out of the darkness
That I have built around me
Since you left.
And when I turn back to reality
I know you are with me
Within
And I am whole.
13/07/1990
Leave a Comment
Suburban walls, suburban gardens,
Suburban bricks
Confront me
A decade on
So much has changed
Behind my suburban exterior
Am I as unrecognisable
As the scene before me?
As cold, as hard, as bleak?
So much changed
Beneath the same shell
Like these houses and shops
Am I, like them,
Decaying,
Rotting from within?
Have these ten long and weary years
So etched their pain
Into the very stones of my soul
That I may never return
To what I was?
But if I could
Would I?
Have I endured the torturing winds
And tormenting rains
For nothing?
Have I watched them erode my hard exterior
And expose my raw and bloody flesh
To the tempestuous elements
Just to say
"It is right,
Right to suffer so"?
No, no I will not
But stand and shout
At my new found strength
Swept clean by those who seek to hurt
And once more return
Return to this suburbia
Unlike those around
In their safe suburban lives
A newcomer
Returning to my fathers' land
To these
Suburban walls, suburban gardens,
Suburban bricks
13/07/1990
Leave a Comment
What memories will die with me
When I am gone?
What thoughts, what words,
What voices
Will silent fall
And never again heard will be
When this all too short term
Is passed
And I to dust am returned?
20/04/2018
Leave a Comment
So many years have I
The littling voices heard
And listened whilst
They lying spoke
And mouthed deriding words
Malignant in my mind
Of how I ungainly, unseemly and unfit
For custom social and for life unsuited was
Of intellect enfeebled and any skills divorced
And so believing siren song
Until now I travelled blind
But now I meekly sit and I ask
The truth of all I knew
If so unskilled am I
Then how have I become
All that I am and that is much
And more there is to come
So now must I
The littling voices still
And onward go
And higher still
To see what lies beyond
Then shall I with perfect peace
Full consummated pass
To darkness then
To seek what lies beyond
29/11/2009
Leave a CommentSilent stone word carved By church and heath Says so little Of the soul that lies Under turf And sky What spark was lit From that mortal frame And raised From lowly shepherd So divine a voice In this lonely place? I feel a debt Of thankfulness And humility To this kindred spirit Whose majesty I feel Reaching out As I stand Before the Silent stone word carved
19/09/1998
Leave a Comment
And last night
As you lay
On my sofa
Curled up
Fetal-like
Innocent
Like a baby
I wanted
To tell you
How I feel
But I did not
I left you
Undisturbed
As you lay
On my sofa
18/09/2000
Leave a CommentI sit here in my room and look out across the street There is a light on in someone's room Whose I'll never know, someone I know I will never meet I'm just a stooped raincoat in the gloom Star shine Shine brightly Brightly on those out there who know Know what it means to be tired and alone Alone without anyone Anyone to love I walk in the park watching prams pulling mothers Talking to no-one, letting their children play Passing me by, going back to their lovers Not seeing a stooped raincoat in their way Star shine Shine brightly Brightly on anyone out there who loves Loves all those who are tired and alone Alone without anyone Anyone to love I recall the one I love, how her going hurt me so Standing there, an old suitcase in her hand She told me she had to leave, had to go She couldn't love a stooped raincoat so bland Star shine Shine brightly Brightly down on the one whose leaving hurt me so So much it left me tired and alone Alone without anyone Anyone to love I stand alone in the city square and look round There's nothing here except the city lights Nothing here for me in this cold, hard town For a lost stooped raincoat in the night Star shine Shine brightly Brightly down on all those lonely people here Here where we live so tired and alone Alone without anyone Anyone to love I turn round and head back to my lifeless room The light is off now there across the street It doesn't matter anyway, let my pain resume For me, a stooped raincoat incomplete Star shine Shine brightly Brightly down on the life I leave behind Behind me so tired and alone Alone without anyone Anyone to love
05/03/2003
2 Comments