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sunday poetry

Writing practice

March 18, 2018March 18, 2018Matt JohnsonLeave a comment

 

Trying to cajole myself into practice
Too close to losing it while having something
Preferring to be wild with noting to lose

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Snake

March 4, 2018Matt Johnson7 Comments

Haul my ass out of bed
Sharp mind
Forget last night
branded with its scars
a snarling monster in its cage
within the hearth of my heart
Snaking through the veins
till it’s tattooed on my arms

Poetryanger, depression, Poetry, scars, sunday poetry, sunday wordle, writing

A great pain

February 11, 2018Matt JohnsonLeave a comment

Folded into crazy homes
Frozen behind windows
Staring out, eerie eyes
Hazy behind rasping gusts of breath
Before curtains close
To hide this poverty
Of mind

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Train coach

January 14, 2018January 14, 2018Matt Johnson1 Comment

He’s taken refuge
in an abandoned train coach
Off the grid, against the grain
People keep telling me he used to be sane
But I figure he’s saner than me
fer takin’ himself outta the game

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Wordle attempt

December 31, 2017Matt JohnsonLeave a comment

Earth whispers rumours
Of her indifference
And we can do nothing
But listen

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Sunday wordle: A night in the woods

November 19, 2017Matt Johnson1 Comment

Take the sting from my craw
Shimmy on down to the woods
With me
And we’ll pretend like
We’re on the moon
As we look at the stars tonight
Lets merge with the leaves on the trees
Tracing our way back
To the monkeys
Before we chop the wood
And light a fire
Becoming human
Again

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Wordle: disbelief

November 12, 2017Matt JohnsonLeave a comment

It’s clear that fury
Is taunting your body
A test to see you learnt your lesson
But you still quiver at war
In disbelief

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Wordle: Dawn

October 29, 2017Matt Johnson1 Comment

The sky imitates breath
A mist on the horizon
Dew lingers as baubles
From stem
No bells need chime
To echo time
As we take in this great signal
To a new dawn
As we’re swept to calm shore
awakened from storms
Since passed

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Wordle: Power struggle

October 8, 2017October 8, 2017Matt JohnsonLeave a comment

There is a power struggle
On the fringe of society
Listing mysteries
As if they belong to us
So we can be a star
In the battle storms
That swirl upon the roads
We’ve been discarded from
Trying to lift ourselves
Out from the pit of our sighs
So we can say that in the end
We won.

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Sunday wordle 314

August 27, 2017Matt Johnson5 Comments

There is a gust of wind
Trifling through these rivers of blood
And for a moment I hesitate
I sense I might be too late
Can’t protect you
From the hammer about to fall
So I guess we’ll
Have one epic night
Before the curtains call

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