Madness Calling – a poem

Intimations of madness that lasted For years long along the way, en Route spoken in ways too wrong Too many times, seen as regular, Hollow-voices noting nothing at all Unusual in a paradigm powerless. * Futile to affect change, only brought About over decades, a dry voice cackle That calls of old days, a numbers... Continue Reading →

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Misguided – a poem

Whispers of the long dead suffer silently For wants of their former lives, those Shouts of the entitled living call harshly; Streams lost amidst the clamour for more. * Belief subliminally given to a cause In which deception plays a great part To draw more than is its lot appointed Is yet just a propped... Continue Reading →

Differentiation – a poem

Disbelief in joint experience, Guffaws with group assurance Alike to a mob tendency agreed With self-importance and the use Of charms granted by chance. * Dramatic stories told reflect The vicarious lives led apart From points of reference true Like dirty stars burning barely Through their dry and broken crusts. *

Something’s Changed – a poem

Something has changed, eternal shift ever Of paradigm to new design, unintentional Moments segue from style to fact when We are not looking, twist and turn slightly From the mainstays we once knew. * A tiny touch of coolness in things Which was absent before, drawn Into being by circumstance, natural Motions made in life’s... Continue Reading →

Home – a musing

All journeys have an endpoint, a final part, and now I embark on this one. Approximately 2 weeks in Portugal were followed by the scattering of my grandmother's ashes in the river. She was named for one of India's rivers, after all. 2 trains will take us back to Birmingham, then a bus to home.... Continue Reading →

Running Out – a musing

*** Greetings. Today I write of a strange vitality, the harsh wonder of experience. I am running out of painkillers, in a manner I had not anticipated, and while on a family holiday. Having misjudged my situation I now have 7 Tramadol remaining. Aching from various mental stresses the day before yesterday (yes, mental stuff... Continue Reading →

WASP – a holiday musing

Greetings. Today I break with the usual programming to bring you something different. Instead of the usual poetry (or cheeky vape ting), today's post is on something else. On holiday in Portugal for the 2nd time with family, I have taken the opportunity to photograph the graffiti when I can. This graffiti is salient because... Continue Reading →

Bro Affections – a poem

Familial moments shared in alike mind Give rise to deeper connections, depth From old days, older thoughts, ancient Memories which are yet so young, so very Heavy, weighted and significant, ready To at long last be cast awry aside. * The expressions resulting from dank Years of repression born of oppression Take too long for... Continue Reading →

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