A sigh
Sadness exhaled
Lungs full of empty
Tired to the bone
of myself
Poetry
Butterflies NaPoWriMo 8
Caged inside my head
Ghosts of butterflies
Snapped up by the tongues of neurons
Before they could fly
Gossip NaPoWriMo poem 7
Your eyelashes flutter
The blink of a butterfly
while you try to pry
for gossip
to fertilise idle minds
Remembrance NaPoWriMo poem 6
The music can’t sustain
the fragments of you that remain
Like inextricable impressions
behind my eyelids
Fracturing any semblance
of memories of any remembrance
Seeking you still
but knowing you’re gone
An emptiness that expands the lungs
and stops there
as if my breath stops too
In remembrance of you
Who am I now? NaPoWriMo poem 5
If I could start again on this carousel ride
I’d tell you to fuck off before you got into my mind
But here you are living rent free
On this empty landscape of mine
Not even useful like a weed
You’re just invasive
Scarring my heart
As you till and dig the dirt
Agitating every part of me
Growing your narcissistic supply
Killing all that was native in me
Sometimes I wonder aloud
‘Who am I? Who am I now?’
Agony: Poetry 4 for NaPoWriMo
The tears make bokeh of the headlights
Careening around this corner
This is the only time we felt alive
Our skeletons waiting to discard this flesh
And death didn’t half look dashin’
The way he danced and took our breath
And when your lips fall from their hinges
In shock and agony
When the anguish rolls across your face
And your lungs expand with empty space
Know this was the ferocity
That pulled us to our knees
And we were only ever sorry
We couldn’t make it to the other side
Of the storm
Poem written ‘off the cuff’ ‘in the moment’ for poem 3 NaPoWriMo
You tell her she’s butchered her body
Without regard for compassion
Though you say it’s from that place
you say your words
Even though they’re said in haste
Without a thought to the hurt you place
Upon another’s shoulders
All because you don’t understand their way
You say you don’t hate
You just don’t see her how she says
And you will bend at the whim
Of your own emotional reaction
While saying facts don’t care about feelings
But neither does her dysphoria care about yours
So fuck your hate
And shove it up your arse
Those feelings are your own to contemplate
NaPoWriMo poem 2: Greener man
Writhing & falling
Stretched-out & broken
Hanging on a fine thread
Swinging between madness
And sanity
All these thoughts littering my head
Digging & stamping
Upon contortions
broadcasting their faces
between my shoulders
Becoming mouthpieces
For words sharpened
by darkness
Coming undone
hitching myself
To the earth
In the hopes
I might emerge
A better, greener
Man.
Blue sirens and yellow daffodils. #NaPoWriMo poem 1
Blue sirens
Blue lights smother the sky
Urgency is calling
999
Mouth agape
Heart falling apart
Memories whiz by
In the taillights
Mourning rises
Flowers point to the sun.
As if the world didn’t stop
The night it went wrong
Daffodils dare to live
In front of you
Yellow and bold
Confronting you
Defying all breath
heavily exhaled from your lungs
How come life carries on
After she’s gone?
The savageness of being human
A contortion of years
Pass by on faces
For milliseconds at a time
Frankenstein’s skeletons within
Gargoyles screaming
Through the pores of our skin
Stories running through the wrinkles
Harbouring humour
Creasing at the thought of those we’ve lost
Skin sagging with the baggage
Being human
Consciousness a savage
Wreaking havoc
On our mammalian brains
