Passion is the life blood of everything: Some paint, others write — many sing, Each identity focused on their goal No matter what stands in their way, they roll Stumbling, injured, bloodied and vehement… Much is lost, more is gained: they were sent By the creative urge, to explore our Inside, outside, everywhere — every [...]
Monthly Archives: February 2012
Print (poem)
It’s almost rare to catch the pen Breathe life on a piece of paper Beautifully erroneous As art or a past-time caper. Here comes the type-type-tap-tap Speedy fingers on the laptop No thinking was thought Until it was time to stop. But I drawl, at a crawl With errors, full stops and spilled ink Print [...]
What’s the haps (and other words)
Further to my excellent news from last week, I have spent my time since then hammering my uni work and am pleased to announce that it is all done to an excellent standard and that I am almost ready to start really polishing off some excellent new content. I’m in the process of tweaking the [...]
Keyhole (poem)
Inner peace has been attained — Winter wind Keeps the writer inside, forever pinned, Until the new year lends the mind a chance To reflect, to prioritise and glance within. I see my enemies lying, Their conviction in their beliefs dying. Justice descends to pull me higher, Yet my conscience labels me a liar. Variation [...]
A Godless Path (poem)
Defeat is no longer the finalé: Survival essence you must rally. Time is extended, but our bones are not. Exhale your ideas, before they rot. You’re choosing to live, existential man; Make decisions! You write your own plan. Ink and tears will fall on your paper, Don’t allow your emotions to taper Off — the [...]
Summit (poem)
Do not push me, for I will not move. Do not lie, for it will nothing prove. Violence comes and goes, like clouds above, Meaningless like unrequited love. You’ve seen the looks, the furrowed brows: Harmless as the ship with sinking bows. A rotten ship with no crew aboard. So much time spent there, we’re [...]
Point Blank (poem)
“All’s fair in love and war”, How can you argue against it? You can be so close to blows, so raw; This close to bloody fury, I admit. Watch though, heat dissipates quick – But the pain of longing affection — that’ll stick. How can you judge what’s fair? We do to others what we’d [...]
Flying colours
Well, it cannot be said that I haven’t lived 2012 at light speed. But even I could not have predicted that by the 23rd day of the second month, three months after turning 21, I would have achieved my major goal. The thing I have been dreaming about has finally come to fruition. That’s right: [...]