The Eyes of the Judges

Photo by Sora Shimazaki on Pexels.com Ten times ten And ten times one thousand Everyone watching everything – everywhere Nothing and no one escapes those looks Seeing – knowing – judging Glowing with their superiority Their eternal rightness of being While the watched struggle and strive Just to stay sane and alive With no timeContinueContinue reading “The Eyes of the Judges”

Tact and Impotency

Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com Tactfully I don’t say what I’m thinking What would be the point? I’ve tried and tried until I’m tired You have your own views And anything I could contribute Would come from my reality My experience My raison d’etre And I can’t give you the will or desire ThatContinueContinue reading “Tact and Impotency”

When Time is Sweet

Photo by Luiz M. Santos on Pexels.com When time is sweetLike grapes on the vinesSmiles and experiences grow togetherAnd make vintage memoriesTo carry you through sour timesSo when life is not hardWhen you’re able to enjoy yourselfFuture proof by making as many good memories as you canAnd you may discoverThat you have more good timesContinueContinue reading “When Time is Sweet”

A Poet’s Life

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com There is nothing like poetry to allow you to explore yourself and life, and share those things with others. Poetry allows the reader to fill in the blanks. I actually saw this happen, I wonder what you see when you read it? Kick him in the nutsBash him over theContinueContinue reading “A Poet’s Life”

The Killing Field

Photo by RDNE Stock project on Pexels.com I catch his eye across the room,He catches mine; well that’s just grand.The music’s blaring all around,Modern time; old fashioned band.He walks this way, I wait and see,I think he wants to dance with me.I ask his name. I tell him mine.He wants to dance, I will, thisContinueContinue reading “The Killing Field”

I’m No Picasso

Photo by Anna Shevchuk on Pexels.com I wish I could paint but with colour I am green skies purple roofs grey sunsets With a brush I am outside the boundaries over the edge On canvas I am blobs Wiggles Spills In oils I amslidingIn acrylic I amstickingIn water I amrunningIn pastels I amsmudgedI could notContinueContinue reading “I’m No Picasso”

A Dull, Wet, Wednesday Afternoon.

Photo by Klaus Nielsen on Pexels.com A dull wet Wednesday afternoon Not a sky in the clouds The sun a memory Or a myth Walking the streets Indifference reflected in the puddles Mud splashing onto Laundered clothes A shop throwing light across the path A warm space full of things Another world Not of theContinueContinue reading “A Dull, Wet, Wednesday Afternoon.”