Sunday, 19 October 2014

Grayscale Knight

The glass empties faster than the room fills
Another, she says, looking beyond the decor at the wall of suits
The blend of grayscale and monochrome against brushed steel
And the smell of overpriced bourbon and whisky runs under her skin
She feels the ice crack as he knocks one back and looks at her
He raises a brow and crinkles a smile marring the pure gray
She nods and slips from the bar stool
She walks past him, catches his hand and they leave.
He's just a man in a suit. A knight for the night.

Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Thank you

Forever ago, I recorded some of my poems at Grifball's studio. Here's one that is NSFW.


Tuesday, 7 October 2014

If i squint

If I squint, I can almost see the future where it all works out for us. 
But then my eyes start to water and I have to turn away and it doesn't.

Saturday, 4 October 2014

Soft focus

In the soft focus of years
Past and slow falling tears
She is as beautiful now
As on the day you made a vow
To love her forever and ever
Until this moment might sever
The ties your love has created
Break a life you believe was fated
For you and for her for always
Until this day when she parts the way
To the other side, a heaven for
Her and for you whom she will forever adore.

Friday, 3 October 2014


If you knew how much I fear losing you
If you knew how much I fear losing
If you knew how much I fear
If you knew how much I
If you knew how much
If you knew how
If you knew

Would you stay?

As you sleep...

As you sleep, I dream for you
Of the life that you will grow into
The shoes you will choose to fill
The ones you will find of your very own
The roads you will travel
The ones you will forge in unknown places
The people you will love, lose and leave
The lives you will touch, create and desire
But most of all I dream of the happiness you will bring
And you will find in the smallest of moments. 

Wednesday, 1 October 2014

The Park

This is the other place I come when I cannot find peace in the chaos. This place carries memories of all kinds. But it's easier to leave this behind... the beach lingers longer.

Tuesday, 30 September 2014

The Music of the Sea.

the rise and fall of the waves on sand
and a graveyard of shells
the breaking of both wave and protection
under our feet as we step
through lives long gone
eroded by the soft sound of musical notes
as the waves recede to gather strength
to whisper again the voices of
our souls
our hearts
in near dark we feel closer to
the earth
the gods
in the rhythm of moon and wave
on the sighing sand
I believe in the hope
of what you believe.

Saturday, 27 September 2014


You know.
You look at her as if she's magical
A creature of wonder
You look at her as if she could burst into flames
a Phoenix of your heart
You are fascinated and frightened
You know.
You feel the pull of the tide
The wake she leaves as she steps through your thoughts
You feel the warmth of her smile
As she brushes past you
You watch her, always
You know.
You wait for that moment
The one they write of in books
The moment before the flames and fireworks
You are always patient
You know that like a Phoenix
She must burn before she can be yours
She must breathe before she can fly
Because you know
You have the scarred lungs too.

Sunday, 21 September 2014


i utter the banalities of a civilised society
ingrained and indoctrinated from day one
i open my mouth and tell another socially sanctified lie

your eyes harden briefly
or sometimes you frown a little
as if you recognise the lie
but then you smile and nod

and we continue to dance the dance
as is proper and seemly
in a way that doesn't ruffle feathers
because we are well trained
and we know our place