Month: April 2018

Someone’s Narcissistic Best Friend

I Am A cut Above All other Gemstones All other Jewels Bow To I

Fangirling

Without thought I tug on Black pants Red socks Black border “Toxic!” On the side Tight jeans Black boots Red motif Comedy T Line my eyes Laughing In the glass At my red black Jean clad ass There could be Such a thing As… Continue Reading “Fangirling”

Take me to the Ocean

Waiting by the ocean Waiting by the shore Clouds are hanging, cloaking Sunlight, grey and raw. Beach lies glinting wetly Tide breaks like a sigh Pebbles crackling, crunching ‘Neath the slate tile sky Winkles, whelks and starfish Rays and sprays and gulls Bladderwrack and… Continue Reading “Take me to the Ocean”

Soteira: The Song

A while ago I wrote a poem as part of a devotional month of work undertaken by many devotees of Hekate. Titled Soteira, I always intended to turn it into a song, however the poetic structure didn’t quite fit with the music that came… Continue Reading “Soteira: The Song”

Not in Bed

I should have put Her back in cot I should have shut My eyes I should have laid In covers hot Instead I stayed And smiled Into tiny sleeping face Into heart, toughness and grace Thinking, ‘This is your place’ My arms, hardly the… Continue Reading “Not in Bed”

Who’d be a writer?

Put this pen to paper Take it back Make it crack Spill the ink Like blood Sign my life away Sign my soul To the devil In the details.

Bat

Flappy, happy scrap of night Black against blue Joyous in flight Like me you love The warm twilight.

Better

Lit so blue A hue Of happiness No less No stress There’s mess But we don’t care Grab hair Share the Ouches Slouches on a Sunday Me and baby Out in the sun Two that were one Better this way.

Spring Storm

Picture was taken in the middle of the night, the light is from lightning alone. Heat and light and fight! Spars strike at stars Scars cut the sky As lightning flies And cuts and fries The crowding clouds Clamouring for more Rain beats the… Continue Reading “Spring Storm”

Chemical Wonderful

He says Chemical Fresh My eyes widen What a term A germ Of genius Genuine wonder At spring’s youth We blunder Through each day Crazy and way Out of line But smell that Chemical wonder Tear me asunder With laughter Tears And pollen.