19/04/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
I am surrounded by the pressure
To be more than I am
And sometimes I don’t know
How I’m supposed to deal with that
The pressure isn’t from anywhere else
But inside my own mind
And I argue with myself endlessly
About what I should be doing
I wish I had the confidence
To achieve what I tell myself I should
Maybe one day I will
But today is not that day
Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.
Monday, May 31, 2021
Saturday, May 29, 2021
No Matter Where
18/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
Written in the early hours of Sunday, just after midnight,
Written in the early hours of Sunday, just after midnight,
whilst watching the funeral of Prince Philip,
Duke of Edinburgh, formerly Prince of Greece and Denmark.
Though laid to rest
In solemn ceremony
Replete with tears
Fallen on sunken cheeks
Of old comrades
Known for so many years
And from bright eyes
Of grandchildren
Who had not enough time
All standing as one
In grief
A family in mourning
Not now any greater
Nor lesser
Than any other in such sorrow
You will be remembered
By those who held you
In high esteem
And in their arms
No matter where they may lay their head
Though laid to rest
In solemn ceremony
Replete with tears
Fallen on sunken cheeks
Of old comrades
Known for so many years
And from bright eyes
Of grandchildren
Who had not enough time
All standing as one
In grief
A family in mourning
Not now any greater
Nor lesser
Than any other in such sorrow
You will be remembered
By those who held you
In high esteem
And in their arms
No matter where they may lay their head
The Cellar Door
17/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
We don’t have a cellar door
But I’ve always wanted one
A door to a place I can hide away
When the working day is done
A comfy world tucked away
Where reality gets shut out
And words can tumble from my mind
In quiet murmurs, not a shout
A wall full of bookshelves
And a desk for me to write
Where the troubles of the working day
Are kept far from sight
Maybe one day I’ll get my cellar door
And the stairs and cellar, too
To create a little sanctuary
That I can share with you
We don’t have a cellar door
But I’ve always wanted one
A door to a place I can hide away
When the working day is done
A comfy world tucked away
Where reality gets shut out
And words can tumble from my mind
In quiet murmurs, not a shout
A wall full of bookshelves
And a desk for me to write
Where the troubles of the working day
Are kept far from sight
Maybe one day I’ll get my cellar door
And the stairs and cellar, too
To create a little sanctuary
That I can share with you
The Inescapable Truth
16/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
Everyone discovers
Their own
Inescapable truth
That defines
Who or
What or
Where and
It can
Break them
Make them
Or maybe
Forsake them
But always
Is there
Following them
Through life
Through troubles
Through ecstasy
Through trials
And tribulations
And all
That comes
With them
Everyone discovers
Their own
Inescapable truth
That defines
Who or
What or
Where and
It can
Break them
Make them
Or maybe
Forsake them
But always
Is there
Following them
Through life
Through troubles
Through ecstasy
Through trials
And tribulations
And all
That comes
With them
Friday, May 28, 2021
Drawing Breath
15/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
Conscious of the air passing my lips
As I breathe in and out
Sucking in the cold, still air
Of the breaking dawn
Letting out the warmth from my lungs
Seeing my breath plume out in front of me
My hands stuffed deep into pockets
In an effort to stop my fingertips turning blue
And my feet shuffling on the spot
The lambswool lining of my boots toasty
Against the low, rolling fog not yet burnt off
By the suns warming rays
Conscious of the air passing my lips
As I breathe in and out
Sucking in the cold, still air
Of the breaking dawn
Letting out the warmth from my lungs
Seeing my breath plume out in front of me
My hands stuffed deep into pockets
In an effort to stop my fingertips turning blue
And my feet shuffling on the spot
The lambswool lining of my boots toasty
Against the low, rolling fog not yet burnt off
By the suns warming rays
Outcast
14/04/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
I’ve never fitted in
Even as a child
I’ve walked my own path
And sung my own song
I didn’t get invited to parties
Or asked out on dates
I don’t go to staff functions
And I rarely go out
I hate the idea of small talk
It makes me nauseous to the core
Sending my anxiety sky high
And draining every ounce of energy
I don’t do well in crowds
With the press of people all around
Unrestrained and unpredictable
It’s all too much for me
Other people’s emotional needs
Are like a flood inside my mind
Their pain seeping into my pores
Like an invisible toxic wave
I’d rather hang out with your pet dog
Or curled up with your cats and birds
Than spend time in the company
Of the same person for all the day
It’s not that I don’t like people
They just drain me of my strength
Making it difficult to continue
With the rest of my life
I embrace my inner hermit
And just hope others understand
That when I’ve had enough of people
It’s not a personal slight
It has seen me painted as an outcast
Someone who doesn’t want to join in
But want and need are two different beasts
That often pull in opposing directions
I want to be the life of the party
I want to be little miss socialite
I want to be everyone’s best buddy
I’ve never fitted in
Even as a child
I’ve walked my own path
And sung my own song
I didn’t get invited to parties
Or asked out on dates
I don’t go to staff functions
And I rarely go out
I hate the idea of small talk
It makes me nauseous to the core
Sending my anxiety sky high
And draining every ounce of energy
I don’t do well in crowds
With the press of people all around
Unrestrained and unpredictable
It’s all too much for me
Other people’s emotional needs
Are like a flood inside my mind
Their pain seeping into my pores
Like an invisible toxic wave
I’d rather hang out with your pet dog
Or curled up with your cats and birds
Than spend time in the company
Of the same person for all the day
It’s not that I don’t like people
They just drain me of my strength
Making it difficult to continue
With the rest of my life
I embrace my inner hermit
And just hope others understand
That when I’ve had enough of people
It’s not a personal slight
It has seen me painted as an outcast
Someone who doesn’t want to join in
But want and need are two different beasts
That often pull in opposing directions
I want to be the life of the party
I want to be little miss socialite
I want to be everyone’s best buddy
But I need to keep the world at bay
Whale Song
13/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
Have you heard the whale song
Drifting on the currents
Calling out a mournful tune
To the far reaches of the ocean?
Have you heard the bat screech
Echoing off its surrounds
As it flies deftly amongst the trees
In search of bugs on the wing?
Have you heard the lion roaring
As it protects its pride
From young pretenders
Who might start a leadership brawl?
Have you heard the cattle lowing
As they stare up at the moon
Wishing they could leap so high
And not be grounded by reality?
Have you heard the monkeys scream
From treetops threatened by destruction,
The noise of chainsaws and woodchippers
Almost too much for these primates?
Have you heard the wolf howl
Long and loud into the night,
Through woods and valleys
They stalk for their prey?
Have you heard the donkeys braying
From fields and paddocks far and wide
Their work not yet done today
To make our lives easier?
Have you heard the cicada chirp
After so long underground
Escaping to call and breed
And to die within weeks?
Have you heard the pig snort,
It’s joy at vegetable scraps
Undeniable and heart-warming
As it tucks into the swill?
Have you heard the kangaroo chortle
As it bounds merrily over red rocks
And fences meant to contain them
But have no hope of doing so?
Have you heard the elephant trumpet
As it crashes through the trees
That fall and snap like twigs underfoot
And the pack moves ever onwards?
Have you heard the toad croaking
It’s baleful plea to be loved
And seen as elegantly beautiful
As its amphibious cousins are?
Have you heard the raven caw,
Black as the night,
Rooted in the stories of the dark
And creating magic with every sound?
Have you heard the bee buzz
As it flits from flower to flower,
Laden with pollen to help regenerate
The wild and untamed meadows?
Have you heard the owl hoot
With its haunting cry carrying
From barn to barn
As it searches for mice?
Have you heard the hyena laughing,
Cackling with excitement
Over the thrill of the chase
As they race across the savannah?
Have you heard the magpie chatter
While it sits on high remarking
On all the lovely heads below
And which one it will dive bomb next?
Have you heard the lambs bleat
Calling for their mothers
Wanting attention and milk
As they frolic between the haystacks?
Have you heard the pigeon coo
From roof tops and window sills
As they eye off statues And unsuspecting pedestrians?
Have you heard the whale song
Drifting on the currents
Calling out a mournful tune
To the far reaches of the ocean?
Have you heard the bat screech
Echoing off its surrounds
As it flies deftly amongst the trees
In search of bugs on the wing?
Have you heard the lion roaring
As it protects its pride
From young pretenders
Who might start a leadership brawl?
Have you heard the cattle lowing
As they stare up at the moon
Wishing they could leap so high
And not be grounded by reality?
Have you heard the monkeys scream
From treetops threatened by destruction,
The noise of chainsaws and woodchippers
Almost too much for these primates?
Have you heard the wolf howl
Long and loud into the night,
Through woods and valleys
They stalk for their prey?
Have you heard the donkeys braying
From fields and paddocks far and wide
Their work not yet done today
To make our lives easier?
Have you heard the cicada chirp
After so long underground
Escaping to call and breed
And to die within weeks?
Have you heard the pig snort,
It’s joy at vegetable scraps
Undeniable and heart-warming
As it tucks into the swill?
Have you heard the kangaroo chortle
As it bounds merrily over red rocks
And fences meant to contain them
But have no hope of doing so?
Have you heard the elephant trumpet
As it crashes through the trees
That fall and snap like twigs underfoot
And the pack moves ever onwards?
Have you heard the toad croaking
It’s baleful plea to be loved
And seen as elegantly beautiful
As its amphibious cousins are?
Have you heard the raven caw,
Black as the night,
Rooted in the stories of the dark
And creating magic with every sound?
Have you heard the bee buzz
As it flits from flower to flower,
Laden with pollen to help regenerate
The wild and untamed meadows?
Have you heard the owl hoot
With its haunting cry carrying
From barn to barn
As it searches for mice?
Have you heard the hyena laughing,
Cackling with excitement
Over the thrill of the chase
As they race across the savannah?
Have you heard the magpie chatter
While it sits on high remarking
On all the lovely heads below
And which one it will dive bomb next?
Have you heard the lambs bleat
Calling for their mothers
Wanting attention and milk
As they frolic between the haystacks?
Have you heard the pigeon coo
From roof tops and window sills
As they eye off statues And unsuspecting pedestrians?
Thursday, May 27, 2021
Watching Over You
12/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
As I stand here
Watching over you
Watching you sleep
The rise and fall of your tiny chest
I wonder what the future holds
For you
For me
For the both of us together
The fun and games as a family
The outings to the beach
Or boating on the river
Creating memories that last a lifetime
In moments that are gone too soon
But I’m also filled with a fear
That I’m not good enough
That I might fail you
And I don’t know how to deal
With the overwhelming dread
That leads me to contemplate
Whether I should be here
Standing over you
Whether it wouldn’t be better
If it were someone else
Watching over you
As I stand here
Watching over you
Watching you sleep
The rise and fall of your tiny chest
I wonder what the future holds
For you
For me
For the both of us together
The fun and games as a family
The outings to the beach
Or boating on the river
Creating memories that last a lifetime
In moments that are gone too soon
But I’m also filled with a fear
That I’m not good enough
That I might fail you
And I don’t know how to deal
With the overwhelming dread
That leads me to contemplate
Whether I should be here
Standing over you
Whether it wouldn’t be better
If it were someone else
Watching over you
Wednesday, May 26, 2021
What If
11/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
What if we choose to be kind?
To give of ourselves
Our time and our energy
To support those around us
What if we choose to give thanks?
For the things that others do for us
For help that we receive
And for the privilege that we have
What if we choose to stay positive?
Even in the face of obstacles
That threaten to derail us
And spread love to our neighbours
What if we choose to embrace humanity?
If we lifted up those who lift others,
If we celebrated family and community,
If we look past our differences
What if …
What if we choose to be kind?
To give of ourselves
Our time and our energy
To support those around us
What if we choose to give thanks?
For the things that others do for us
For help that we receive
And for the privilege that we have
What if we choose to stay positive?
Even in the face of obstacles
That threaten to derail us
And spread love to our neighbours
What if we choose to embrace humanity?
If we lifted up those who lift others,
If we celebrated family and community,
If we look past our differences
What if …
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Tuesday, May 25, 2021
Wonderland
10/04/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
Oh, to be Alice
Falling down the rabbit hole
Escaping from day-to-day life
Into a world of fantasy
Or maybe to be Dorothy,
Spirited away to Oz
Only to find out
There’s no place like home
Oh, to be Alice
Falling down the rabbit hole
Escaping from day-to-day life
Into a world of fantasy
Or maybe to be Dorothy,
Spirited away to Oz
Only to find out
There’s no place like home
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Saturday, May 22, 2021
Rush
09/04/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
Somethings don’t deserve your patience
They must be seized
– Like the day –
Taken in hand and moulded
Before the clay dries
So, rush
Headlong into the snow
To make those angel wings
Onwards into battle
To take the enemy by surprise
And tumble head over heels
In love with life
Rush, now
Before those legs grow weary
And cannot carry you
Over the hills and far away
To where daydreams escape
From minds lost to the notion
That life is for the living
Somethings don’t deserve your patience
They must be seized
– Like the day –
Taken in hand and moulded
Before the clay dries
So, rush
Headlong into the snow
To make those angel wings
Onwards into battle
To take the enemy by surprise
And tumble head over heels
In love with life
Rush, now
Before those legs grow weary
And cannot carry you
Over the hills and far away
To where daydreams escape
From minds lost to the notion
That life is for the living
The Last Image
08/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
If I’d known this would be
The last image I’d take of you,
Would I have made the effort
To take another picture?
It’s quite a nice picture:
You’re sitting on a bench
Hair flowing in the breeze
Half a smile on your face
You never really liked it:
The lighting wasn’t flattering
And you didn’t fancy that top
With that particular shirt
Now it’s all I have:
A moment in time
Frozen forever but
Captured in the blink of an eye
So, I don’t think I would
Take another picture of you
Because that’s the real you
And the one I keep in my heart
If I’d known this would be
The last image I’d take of you,
Would I have made the effort
To take another picture?
It’s quite a nice picture:
You’re sitting on a bench
Hair flowing in the breeze
Half a smile on your face
You never really liked it:
The lighting wasn’t flattering
And you didn’t fancy that top
With that particular shirt
Now it’s all I have:
A moment in time
Frozen forever but
Captured in the blink of an eye
So, I don’t think I would
Take another picture of you
Because that’s the real you
And the one I keep in my heart
Friday, May 21, 2021
Peculiar
07/04/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
I’m peculiarly peculiar
A strange sort of soul
Wonderfully weird
And erratically eccentric
I’m up and down
And round about
Inside out
And back to front
I’m eager and willing
And avoid at all costs
Yes, no and maybe
All rolled into one
I’m sinner and saint
The good and the bad
The lover and hater
And entirely apathetic
I’m high and so low
Flat as a tack
Up and about
And down in the dumps
I’m full of confidence
Drowning in doubt
Creating and destroying
All in one breath
I’m your very best friend
Your absolute worst enemy
Your greatest fan
And ready to tear you down
I’m the ultimate human
Inexplicable alien
Familiar animal
And supernatural pixie
I’m the stories you read,
Late at night, under the covers
While you smile and cry
All by yourself
I’m the builder of my world
In all its curiousness,
Its absurdities abundant
And its style strange
I’m peculiarly peculiar
Atypical and abnormal
Odd, unconventional
And perfectly me
I’m peculiarly peculiar
A strange sort of soul
Wonderfully weird
And erratically eccentric
I’m up and down
And round about
Inside out
And back to front
I’m eager and willing
And avoid at all costs
Yes, no and maybe
All rolled into one
I’m sinner and saint
The good and the bad
The lover and hater
And entirely apathetic
I’m high and so low
Flat as a tack
Up and about
And down in the dumps
I’m full of confidence
Drowning in doubt
Creating and destroying
All in one breath
I’m your very best friend
Your absolute worst enemy
Your greatest fan
And ready to tear you down
I’m the ultimate human
Inexplicable alien
Familiar animal
And supernatural pixie
I’m the stories you read,
Late at night, under the covers
While you smile and cry
All by yourself
I’m the builder of my world
In all its curiousness,
Its absurdities abundant
And its style strange
I’m peculiarly peculiar
Atypical and abnormal
Odd, unconventional
And perfectly me
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Reluctant
06/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
I was reluctant to say hello
I didn’t think you’d say it back
You wouldn’t want to be my friend
You were too good for me
I was reluctant to ask you out
I didn’t think you’d say yes
You wouldn’t want to be my boyfriend
You were out of my league
I was reluctant to say yes
I didn’t think you’d really mean it
You wouldn’t want to be my husband
You were way too successful
I was reluctant to let you go
I didn’t think I could
You wouldn’t want to live like this
You were too much for this world
I was reluctant to say hello
I didn’t think you’d say it back
You wouldn’t want to be my friend
You were too good for me
I was reluctant to ask you out
I didn’t think you’d say yes
You wouldn’t want to be my boyfriend
You were out of my league
I was reluctant to say yes
I didn’t think you’d really mean it
You wouldn’t want to be my husband
You were way too successful
I was reluctant to let you go
I didn’t think I could
You wouldn’t want to live like this
You were too much for this world
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Always Five
05/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
When you were little
I wished you’d never age
You’d stay my precious little princess
Forever and a day
But I never meant for it to happen
Especially not like this
The last time I saw you
Your smile flashed across the park
Your pigtails swishing as you ran
My mind occupied with other things
And you climbed the hill
Ready to slip down the slide
It took me a few minutes
To realise you hadn’t come down
I looked around for you
All to no avail
And the search became more frantic
As the minutes themselves slid by
My heart was beating through my chest
Hands shaking uncontrollably
Air struggling to fill my lungs
As I screamed your name
And fellow parents joined the search
But coming up empty
The police were called
They arrived sirens blaring
To take over the haphazard search
And co-ordinate the organisation
Of checkpoints and interviews
As I broke into a million pieces
As every hour passed, I cried
Tears staining my face
Salt stinging my eyes
The heartache and fear within me
Tearing me apart
From the inside out
Divers scoured the bay
From the mangroves at the shore
To the depths of the ferry channel
Extending the search
Yet still finding no sign of you
Or any clue of where you’d gone
Your face was plastered across the TV
Every network running the story
Of a little girl lost,
Missing, taken
Somewhere out in the world
Away from her grieving mother
My life was turned upside down
As hours turned into days
And days turned into weeks
And still no sign of you
As if you’d disappeared into thin air
Like the angel that you are
Strangers blamed me
Their anonymous notes
Shoved viciously into the letterbox
Asking me how I could hurt you
And that I should burn in hell
For something I could never do
The posters with your picture
Stay on every telegraph pole
Replaced within a day
Should they fall or be blown away
Or torn down by unfeeling monsters
Who will never understand
Somewhere you are out there
And I hope you remember me
But as the years drag by
I feel I might be just a dream you have
That haunts you as you sleep
And you don’t know why
I try to imagine what you look like
As the birthdays come and go
And now that you’d be an adult
The fear that I wouldn’t know you
If I passed you in the street
Fills my heart with dread
What music are you into?
Do you still love to read?
There are so many things I want to know
But will never get the chance
Because someone stole you from me
And I fear I’ll never get you back
So, while you’re turning twenty today
I can’t see you that way
My precious little princess
All grown without me there
A life lived that I’ll never know
Because to me you’re always five.
When you were little
I wished you’d never age
You’d stay my precious little princess
Forever and a day
But I never meant for it to happen
Especially not like this
The last time I saw you
Your smile flashed across the park
Your pigtails swishing as you ran
My mind occupied with other things
And you climbed the hill
Ready to slip down the slide
It took me a few minutes
To realise you hadn’t come down
I looked around for you
All to no avail
And the search became more frantic
As the minutes themselves slid by
My heart was beating through my chest
Hands shaking uncontrollably
Air struggling to fill my lungs
As I screamed your name
And fellow parents joined the search
But coming up empty
The police were called
They arrived sirens blaring
To take over the haphazard search
And co-ordinate the organisation
Of checkpoints and interviews
As I broke into a million pieces
As every hour passed, I cried
Tears staining my face
Salt stinging my eyes
The heartache and fear within me
Tearing me apart
From the inside out
Divers scoured the bay
From the mangroves at the shore
To the depths of the ferry channel
Extending the search
Yet still finding no sign of you
Or any clue of where you’d gone
Your face was plastered across the TV
Every network running the story
Of a little girl lost,
Missing, taken
Somewhere out in the world
Away from her grieving mother
My life was turned upside down
As hours turned into days
And days turned into weeks
And still no sign of you
As if you’d disappeared into thin air
Like the angel that you are
Strangers blamed me
Their anonymous notes
Shoved viciously into the letterbox
Asking me how I could hurt you
And that I should burn in hell
For something I could never do
The posters with your picture
Stay on every telegraph pole
Replaced within a day
Should they fall or be blown away
Or torn down by unfeeling monsters
Who will never understand
Somewhere you are out there
And I hope you remember me
But as the years drag by
I feel I might be just a dream you have
That haunts you as you sleep
And you don’t know why
I try to imagine what you look like
As the birthdays come and go
And now that you’d be an adult
The fear that I wouldn’t know you
If I passed you in the street
Fills my heart with dread
What music are you into?
Do you still love to read?
There are so many things I want to know
But will never get the chance
Because someone stole you from me
And I fear I’ll never get you back
So, while you’re turning twenty today
I can’t see you that way
My precious little princess
All grown without me there
A life lived that I’ll never know
Because to me you’re always five.
Thursday, May 20, 2021
The Night Watchman
04/04/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
Standing at the crease
Way before I should
Holding the fort for those
Who should have come before
Facing the oncoming attack
Tired from the day in the field
My fresh legs ready to run
But not getting ahead of myself
Defence is the name of the game
Making sure I don’t fall cheaply
Just making it through to the close of play
Playing the team game
I can only dream of innings
Like Gillespie in Bangladesh
Knocking out a double century
Before a lack of partners ended it all
For now I stand my ground
Staring down my foes
Protecting my wicket
With all that I have
Standing at the crease
Way before I should
Holding the fort for those
Who should have come before
Facing the oncoming attack
Tired from the day in the field
My fresh legs ready to run
But not getting ahead of myself
Defence is the name of the game
Making sure I don’t fall cheaply
Just making it through to the close of play
Playing the team game
I can only dream of innings
Like Gillespie in Bangladesh
Knocking out a double century
Before a lack of partners ended it all
For now I stand my ground
Staring down my foes
Protecting my wicket
With all that I have
Wednesday, May 19, 2021
Cantankerous (Sometimes I think)
03/04/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
Sometimes I think you’re crotchety
An old man sitting in your chair
Annoyed at the world around you
And taking it out on all of us
Sometimes I think you’re just stubborn
Set in your ways since forever
Unable to change how you live or love
And unwilling to make any compromise
Sometimes I think you’re bloody-minded
Deliberately setting yourself at odds
With the rest of the family
Who only want you to be happy
Sometimes I think you’re ill-natured
From a life too hard to comprehend
And I wouldn’t surprise me in the least
If it played on your mind all too often
Sometimes I think you’re being testy
And it takes little to set you off
Your temper quick to irritate
And you’re becoming increasingly impatient
Sometimes I think you’re simply cranky
Grumbling about all of life’s woes
How nothing ever seems to be easy
And life is one struggle after another
Sometimes I think you’re grumpy
And grouchy and gruff and aggrieved
The whole world seems to be against you
Even if that’s in your own mind
Sometimes I think that you’re crabby
A surly curl to your top lip
Snapping and overly combative
Over even the most minor of things
Sometimes I think you’re temperamental
Prone to bouts of unreasonableness
With your quarrelsome nature overriding
All the good that hides deep inside
Sometimes I think you’re petulant
Like a child who can’t get their way
Arrogantly insisting everyone fall in line
Like a boorish sergeant-major
Sometimes I think you’re obnoxious
Acting out in spite against all who care
Making for many a prickly encounter
When it could have been so very different
Sometimes I think you’re cantankerous
But I know that’s not all that you are
And I must summon all my strength
To make it out from the cloud around you
Sometimes I think you’re crotchety
An old man sitting in your chair
Annoyed at the world around you
And taking it out on all of us
Sometimes I think you’re just stubborn
Set in your ways since forever
Unable to change how you live or love
And unwilling to make any compromise
Sometimes I think you’re bloody-minded
Deliberately setting yourself at odds
With the rest of the family
Who only want you to be happy
Sometimes I think you’re ill-natured
From a life too hard to comprehend
And I wouldn’t surprise me in the least
If it played on your mind all too often
Sometimes I think you’re being testy
And it takes little to set you off
Your temper quick to irritate
And you’re becoming increasingly impatient
Sometimes I think you’re simply cranky
Grumbling about all of life’s woes
How nothing ever seems to be easy
And life is one struggle after another
Sometimes I think you’re grumpy
And grouchy and gruff and aggrieved
The whole world seems to be against you
Even if that’s in your own mind
Sometimes I think that you’re crabby
A surly curl to your top lip
Snapping and overly combative
Over even the most minor of things
Sometimes I think you’re temperamental
Prone to bouts of unreasonableness
With your quarrelsome nature overriding
All the good that hides deep inside
Sometimes I think you’re petulant
Like a child who can’t get their way
Arrogantly insisting everyone fall in line
Like a boorish sergeant-major
Sometimes I think you’re obnoxious
Acting out in spite against all who care
Making for many a prickly encounter
When it could have been so very different
Sometimes I think you’re cantankerous
But I know that’s not all that you are
And I must summon all my strength
To make it out from the cloud around you
Discarded
02/04/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
You threw me away
As if I meant nothing
The days, weeks, months
We had spent
Discarded as rubbish on the tip
I cannot see it
Any other way
That feeling of uselessness
Overwhelming me
And weighing down my soul
You did not want my love,
My heart overflowing,
Anything else I could offer
Rejected all at once
With no thought for me at all
But you should not keep me
Out of obligation
Or to save me
From the world inside my mind
At your expense
You threw me away
As if I meant nothing
The days, weeks, months
We had spent
Discarded as rubbish on the tip
I cannot see it
Any other way
That feeling of uselessness
Overwhelming me
And weighing down my soul
You did not want my love,
My heart overflowing,
Anything else I could offer
Rejected all at once
With no thought for me at all
But you should not keep me
Out of obligation
Or to save me
From the world inside my mind
At your expense
Tuesday, May 18, 2021
Fools
01/04/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
What fools before me
That cannot see
Beyond the end
Of their own bank account
To a world of wonder
That passes them by
In pursuit of more
Of what they already have
When what is out there
Is far more enriching
Than the accumulation of things
That are no more permanent
Than the memories formed
In the experiencing of moments
The joy of the discovery
The power of the unknown
But they would deprive
Themselves and their own
Of something money can’t buy
All for the desire
Of fool’s gold
What fools before me
That cannot see
Beyond the end
Of their own bank account
To a world of wonder
That passes them by
In pursuit of more
Of what they already have
When what is out there
Is far more enriching
Than the accumulation of things
That are no more permanent
Than the memories formed
In the experiencing of moments
The joy of the discovery
The power of the unknown
But they would deprive
Themselves and their own
Of something money can’t buy
All for the desire
Of fool’s gold
When it rains
31/03/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
I stand outside
The rain falls
Crashing down
On barren soil
Parched too long
Thirsty for more
Cracked and open
Drinking its fill
Dark waters flowing
Over dusty red plains
To oceans full
Along ancient courses
Where people build
Unsuitable houses
For landscapes old
And disasters new
Where lives are shattered
By that rain
As it falls at once
And crashes still
Then flows and seeps
Until barren soil
Is left once more
I stand outside
The rain falls
Crashing down
On barren soil
Parched too long
Thirsty for more
Cracked and open
Drinking its fill
Dark waters flowing
Over dusty red plains
To oceans full
Along ancient courses
Where people build
Unsuitable houses
For landscapes old
And disasters new
Where lives are shattered
By that rain
As it falls at once
And crashes still
Then flows and seeps
Until barren soil
Is left once more
Ever Since
30/03/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
Before the light
Before the dark
Before the everlasting love
After the world
After the stars
After the universe flickers and dies
While I breath
While I mourn
While I bear this unspeakable sorrow
Ever since you
Ever since then
Ever since all meaning was lost
Before the light
Before the dark
Before the everlasting love
After the world
After the stars
After the universe flickers and dies
While I breath
While I mourn
While I bear this unspeakable sorrow
Ever since you
Ever since then
Ever since all meaning was lost
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The Market
29/03/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
The closed sign hangs on the door
The market has shut up for good
It’s wares no longer wanted
And custom long since gone
The heart itself lies empty
The windows boarded up
No future here can be seen
A vacant, empty lot
The closed sign hangs on the door
The market has shut up for good
It’s wares no longer wanted
And custom long since gone
The heart itself lies empty
The windows boarded up
No future here can be seen
A vacant, empty lot
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