No escape from the nonsense of this world Where every slip-up is a crime For which you’ll be held To account in an instant No chance for a trial No defence No such thing as forgiveness Payment always in blood Mob mentality rules We are fucked
Take a took around At society At humanity At all that’s happened in our history And ask yourself Are we really the pinnacle Of our species? And evolution in general? Or did we apex too early; Are we now in decline? Regressing, not progressing Leaving our achievements Far behind
If I had to describe My writing technique I’d say it’s more akin To noodling As a musician would Absentmindedly plucking At the strings of my mind Never really knowing The notes that I play noodle verb ‘improvise or play casually on a musical instrument’ Little update It was a long and, by […]
Let’s pass not the torch To the next generation But a raging a fire A conflagration The train we’re on Has lost all traction No sign of leaving No destination The coals aren’t burning Inside the engine The wheels aren’t turning Now it’s time for action It’s down to us To get the wheels in […]
Not in that way!😐 For some reason I decided to submit a 100 word story to the Drabble contest #4. You should probably head on over there and take a look at the entries and vote for your favourite. I won’t tell you which is mine, because the entire process is supposed to be anonymous […]
When I’m not writing I’m thinking About what I should write And when I’m not thinking About what I should write I’m thinking About other things Or even just thinking About thinking And when I’m not thinking That tends to be when I write For when my brain stops That is when the […]
Zealots Weaponised lies Peddling hate over knowledge Grooming the mindless and ignorant Raising unthinking disciples Questioning nothing Xenophobic, bigoted Starting violent fires You just can’t extinguish A successful alphabet poem! A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z […]
“Hey! Haven’t seen you around for a while.” “Yeah, I had a little trip.” “Did you go anywhere nice?” “No. Just the hospital.” “While on holiday?” “Holiday? No, I mean I had a fall…” “Oh.” “Oh.” #AwkwardConversations #AmBored
You could be the richest Man or woman In the world But you will never afford me Because I don’t deal In money; Love and respect Loyalty and honesty Are the only currencies I will ever accept And if you can show enough To be able to buy me I’ll gladly be yours for free
I’ve mentioned it before, and chances are I’ll mention it again after this. But I have two poetry collections published on Amazon. The first, Syndrome, focuses on politics, society and mental health, with a few love-ish pieces thrown in. The second, Day By Day, is every poem I wrote through 2018. Love, loss, politics, society, […]
