Monthly Archives: February 2012

Zeal (poem)

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 [...]

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 [...]

Talking Iris (monologue)

I wrote this in 20 minutes during an English Language lesson in 2009. * * * A modern train runs through Sussex on a bright, crisp morning — clouds overhead threaten to rain down but have so far kept silent. In the train on an otherwise empty four-seater table sits a teenager boy, musing, in [...]

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 [...]

The Loss in Lucca (travel writing)

It was hard not to be drawn into the plump, oily Italian’s moustache. A Carabinieri. I wondered what he had eaten for lunch; there was a scent of freshly baked bread, topped with authentic herbs – crumbs rested in his facial hair. All I knew was, we had entered Lucca with our car, and there [...]

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: [...]