A Windowless Room

20/01/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation



No light hits my face

In the early morn

Blinding me

As I lay in the dark.



No gentle breeze

From an open window

Bring sweet perfumes

From distant blooms



No sounds muffled

By double-glazed displays

That let in just enough

For it to be unquiet



No casual glances

Down a suburban street

At people in their cars

Going about their lives



No stargazing now

Twinkling illuminations

Sparking curiosity in me

A creature made of stars

Living an Imaginary Life

23/08/2020 –  Poem a Day Compilation



Sometimes I feel like an actor

Performing in the production of my life

Reading from a script not my own making

And speaking words I have not authored.



I worry that someone will notice

That I’m not really meant to be here

And call me out as the impostor

That I know I probably am.



I struggle against the darkness

That surrounds my innermost thoughts

Encroaching upon and invading me

No matter how I resist.



I stand upon a stage

But the audience is not there,

Shrouded in the shadows

While the spotlight shines on me.



It burns through my skin

Attacking the very heart of me

Breaking me unimaginably

As I deliver unrehearsed lines.



My monologue is delivered

To a barely responsive crew

As they carry on with their own lives

Not regarding me here at all.



There will be no glowing review of this,

No roses thrown at my feet;

There will be no standing ovation

Or fans waiting by the stage door.



I tread the boards alone tonight

And every night before.

Imagining what it must be like

To feel that warm feedback.



But all I get it coldness

As the curtain slowly falls,

Never to be raised again,

No encore, just no more.