14/10/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
I wish I had a muse to help me
As I sit here in contemplation
To do all those things that muses do
Like bring me cups of lemon tea.
They’d provide a well verses commentary
On affairs of a political nature
While being equally at home
Discussing the cat’s latest absurd antics.
We’d watch the sun rise over the water
Having not yet gone to bed
And we’d struggle through the rest of the day
Until we were finally overcome.
And I’d write the most eloquent poems
About their beautiful countenance
While they created reubenesque masterpieces
Of their very own muse in me.
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.
Sunday, October 18, 2020
The Muse
Tuesday, October 13, 2020
Heartbeat
13/10/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
Do you hear that sound?
The tiny glumph, glumph –
That too fast beat –
Which signals new life
Awaiting its day in the sun.
Do you see that flutter?
The smallest butterfly wings
Could not be as delicate
Nor as beautifully perfect
As that on the screen before us.
Do you feel that rush?
The infinitesimally tender
Yet most powerful wave
You could ever experience
In your whole life.
Do you know that realisation?
The grain of sand
That will become a pearl –
Our pearl –
Encased in our hearts forever.
Do you hear that sound?
The tiny glumph, glumph –
That too fast beat –
Which signals new life
Awaiting its day in the sun.
Do you see that flutter?
The smallest butterfly wings
Could not be as delicate
Nor as beautifully perfect
As that on the screen before us.
Do you feel that rush?
The infinitesimally tender
Yet most powerful wave
You could ever experience
In your whole life.
Do you know that realisation?
The grain of sand
That will become a pearl –
Our pearl –
Encased in our hearts forever.
Monday, October 12, 2020
The Colossus of the Ocean
12/10/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
Beneath the waves
Beyond the caves
A beast of great magnitude grows.
Under the sea
Far from me
A heart strains and slows
Leaving scars on whales
From tips to tails
Tongues become looser as they get wetter
It’s colossal size
Feeds stories of capsize
And the taller they are, the better
It feasts on fish
A delicious dish
A prey for which it patiently waits
It ambushes prey
Who wander its way
Using eyes the size of dinner plates
A rosy hue
Too big for a zoo
It roams the Antarctic deep
Few have been seen
To preserve we are keen
And this majestic creature we must keep
Beneath the waves
Beyond the caves
A beast of great magnitude grows.
Under the sea
Far from me
A heart strains and slows
Leaving scars on whales
From tips to tails
Tongues become looser as they get wetter
It’s colossal size
Feeds stories of capsize
And the taller they are, the better
It feasts on fish
A delicious dish
A prey for which it patiently waits
It ambushes prey
Who wander its way
Using eyes the size of dinner plates
A rosy hue
Too big for a zoo
It roams the Antarctic deep
Few have been seen
To preserve we are keen
And this majestic creature we must keep
Sunday, October 11, 2020
The Ten Commandments
11/10/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
If I were God, I’d probably think
The ten commandments
And all the others that come with them
Were a pretty good start.
You shall have no other gods before Me.
Of course, we’d all like to be number one,
Especially if we’re the supreme being
And creator of the entire universe,
So this is surely a given.
You shall make no idols.
I’m not one hundred percent against the idea
But I’d want them to be really top notch,
And definitely no idols to other things
Like golden calves, what’s that about?
You shall not take the name of the Lord your God in vain.
Look, I get it, I really do –
But, and I mean this, with all sincerity
No one wants their name to be a swear word,
Even the Lord, your God.
Keep the Sabbath day holy.
Being God, I’d be well within my rights
To think mere mortals should show respect
Just for one day of the week,
Given I created the world they get to enjoy.
Honour your father and your mother.
Yeah, I know, not all of them are good people,
And those ones probably don’t deserve it,
But if they love you and take care of you,
It’s the least you can do in return.
You shall not murder.
So, this is a biggie, even if I say so myself,
And I’d be pretty strict on this one.
So, if everyone could just chill out
That’d be grand, thanks very much.
You shall not commit adultery.
And I’m not even talking about the sex –
If you betray your partner emotionally,
Well, that’s just as bad and, frankly,
It’ll probably land you in the hot place.
You shall not steal.
These might seem like common sense,
And most of them are, so just use your brain.
You wouldn’t like it if someone took your stuff
So why would you do the same to someone else?
You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.
I mean, it’s a fancy way of saying “don’t lie”
But really, its also about keeping community,
Not causing unnecessary trouble for society
And generally being on the side of truth.
You shall not covet.
Jealousy is a curse, my friends.
It will drag you down and destroy you
From the inside of your being
And turn you into a wretch for all time.
Now, I’d never admit it publicly,
So this is just between we two,
But I’m not a perfect person
And I’d probably be a less than perfect God
But if I stuck to my own commandments
I’d do a pretty stand up job
At keeping the human race in line
By setting a fine example.
I’d definitely rethink the holy book,
Given people can’t agree on what’s written,
And I’d make sure it had all the info
They’d need to get on with their lives.
I’d be a bit more hands on, too;
No one likes a parent who doesn’t turn up.
I’d visit more often than the other guy
Who rocks up every millennium or ten.
I’d get rid of those pesky diseases
That cause so much pain and grief,
But I’d do a bit more smiting
Of those who acted like dicks.
Maybe one day I’ll meet the big guy
Though I highly doubt it, myself.
Even if he exists in heaven,
By his rules, I’m going to hell.
If I were God, I’d probably think
The ten commandments
And all the others that come with them
Were a pretty good start.
You shall have no other gods before Me.
Of course, we’d all like to be number one,
Especially if we’re the supreme being
And creator of the entire universe,
So this is surely a given.
You shall make no idols.
I’m not one hundred percent against the idea
But I’d want them to be really top notch,
And definitely no idols to other things
Like golden calves, what’s that about?
You shall not take the name of the Lord your God in vain.
Look, I get it, I really do –
But, and I mean this, with all sincerity
No one wants their name to be a swear word,
Even the Lord, your God.
Keep the Sabbath day holy.
Being God, I’d be well within my rights
To think mere mortals should show respect
Just for one day of the week,
Given I created the world they get to enjoy.
Honour your father and your mother.
Yeah, I know, not all of them are good people,
And those ones probably don’t deserve it,
But if they love you and take care of you,
It’s the least you can do in return.
You shall not murder.
So, this is a biggie, even if I say so myself,
And I’d be pretty strict on this one.
So, if everyone could just chill out
That’d be grand, thanks very much.
You shall not commit adultery.
And I’m not even talking about the sex –
If you betray your partner emotionally,
Well, that’s just as bad and, frankly,
It’ll probably land you in the hot place.
You shall not steal.
These might seem like common sense,
And most of them are, so just use your brain.
You wouldn’t like it if someone took your stuff
So why would you do the same to someone else?
You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.
I mean, it’s a fancy way of saying “don’t lie”
But really, its also about keeping community,
Not causing unnecessary trouble for society
And generally being on the side of truth.
You shall not covet.
Jealousy is a curse, my friends.
It will drag you down and destroy you
From the inside of your being
And turn you into a wretch for all time.
Now, I’d never admit it publicly,
So this is just between we two,
But I’m not a perfect person
And I’d probably be a less than perfect God
But if I stuck to my own commandments
I’d do a pretty stand up job
At keeping the human race in line
By setting a fine example.
I’d definitely rethink the holy book,
Given people can’t agree on what’s written,
And I’d make sure it had all the info
They’d need to get on with their lives.
I’d be a bit more hands on, too;
No one likes a parent who doesn’t turn up.
I’d visit more often than the other guy
Who rocks up every millennium or ten.
I’d get rid of those pesky diseases
That cause so much pain and grief,
But I’d do a bit more smiting
Of those who acted like dicks.
Maybe one day I’ll meet the big guy
Though I highly doubt it, myself.
Even if he exists in heaven,
By his rules, I’m going to hell.
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Shower
10/10/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
I told you I was going for a shower,
You asked if you could join me there.
We’d only talked once before
And It was more than I could bear.
I went in the shower alone,
I didn’t even take my phone.
You were not allowed inside,
No matter how you might whinge or moan.
I didn’t answer your messages,
I’m afraid to say I was a ghost;
But it’s all that you deserved from me
But I bet it makes you boast.
“Another girl couldn’t handle me,
I must be too much man.
She couldn’t even take a joke,
I doubt there’s a bitch that can.”
I know you’ll find another woman
To try your lines upon
And I hope you’re not even as successful
As a bad telemarketing con.
Now, I’ve wasted enough time on you
I’m off to enjoy my day,
And if I ever meet you
You’d better not get in my way.
I told you I was going for a shower,
You asked if you could join me there.
We’d only talked once before
And It was more than I could bear.
I went in the shower alone,
I didn’t even take my phone.
You were not allowed inside,
No matter how you might whinge or moan.
I didn’t answer your messages,
I’m afraid to say I was a ghost;
But it’s all that you deserved from me
But I bet it makes you boast.
“Another girl couldn’t handle me,
I must be too much man.
She couldn’t even take a joke,
I doubt there’s a bitch that can.”
I know you’ll find another woman
To try your lines upon
And I hope you’re not even as successful
As a bad telemarketing con.
Now, I’ve wasted enough time on you
I’m off to enjoy my day,
And if I ever meet you
You’d better not get in my way.
Friday, October 9, 2020
Melting
09/10/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
My ice cream is melting
It’s just too hot
I don’t like summer
What’s winter got?
My ice cream is melting
It’s just too hot
I don’t like summer
What’s winter got?
Home from Work
08/10/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
I’m stretched out on the couch
Exhausted beyond comprehension
Colour drained from my face,
Not that you’d notice under the makeup.
I’m too tired to eat anything tonight,
I know the others will want food
But they can wait a few minutes more
Until I’ve summoned the energy.
I’m proud of myself, though –
I managed to get through the day
Only needing to leave the office twice
For a quiet cry in the bathroom.
I’m terrified of the days I don’t cry
Because it feels like I’m forgetting
And I don’t want to forget
But I can’t live like this forever.
I’m trying so hard to not fall apart,
To not let anyone in my life down,
Yet I know I’m letting everyone down
Because I can’t make them understand.
I’m trying to spare them from this loss.
No one should have to feel like I do
Or grieve for someone they never met
When I carry enough grief for us all.
I’m not up to clearing the room out yet,
All the toys are still carefully arranged,
The furniture we’d saved from our first
Dragged out of the garage not so long ago.
I’m not ready to face that final hurdle.
I haven’t even opened the door
When seeing the name plate breaks me
In more ways than I could have imagined.
I’m alone with my thoughts too often
To be comfortable with them right now,
They overwhelm me still
And I need the distraction of company.
I’m aware that those we told the news
Have run out of words to say
And aren’t able to put their lives on hold
To cradle this family back to health.
I’m running out of pre-cooked meals
That saved me from thinking too much
When all I had to do was press reheat
On the microwave on the kitchen bench.
I’m sorely lacking any clean clothes
Because I’ve forgotten to do the laundry
For two weeks straight, now,
After my mother went home.
I’m lucky I don’t have to drive to work
Because I’m sure I wouldn’t make it there,
Not in one piece anyway,
And I don’t want to leave them short.
I’m sorry I had to use my leave
So much earlier than I expected
But I was in too much pain
And my brain wouldn’t function.
I’m afraid that the ache in my heart will stop
But the one in the pit of my stomach
Will carry on for the rest of my days
Leaving me numb and nauseous forever.
I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do
With this affection I developed.
I don’t know how to process it
And I am left feeling empty.
I’m struggling without even a photo to hold,
Just the agonising passing of time
Feeling the life drain from me
Slowly and excruciatingly.
I’m scared of the look on people’s face
When the words come out of my mouth
And it’s all I can do not to break completely
When they can offer no more than sympathy.
I’m stretched out on the couch
Exhausted beyond comprehension
Colour drained from my face,
Not that you’d notice under the makeup.
I’m too tired to eat anything tonight,
I know the others will want food
But they can wait a few minutes more
Until I’ve summoned the energy.
I’m proud of myself, though –
I managed to get through the day
Only needing to leave the office twice
For a quiet cry in the bathroom.
I’m terrified of the days I don’t cry
Because it feels like I’m forgetting
And I don’t want to forget
But I can’t live like this forever.
I’m trying so hard to not fall apart,
To not let anyone in my life down,
Yet I know I’m letting everyone down
Because I can’t make them understand.
I’m trying to spare them from this loss.
No one should have to feel like I do
Or grieve for someone they never met
When I carry enough grief for us all.
I’m not up to clearing the room out yet,
All the toys are still carefully arranged,
The furniture we’d saved from our first
Dragged out of the garage not so long ago.
I’m not ready to face that final hurdle.
I haven’t even opened the door
When seeing the name plate breaks me
In more ways than I could have imagined.
I’m alone with my thoughts too often
To be comfortable with them right now,
They overwhelm me still
And I need the distraction of company.
I’m aware that those we told the news
Have run out of words to say
And aren’t able to put their lives on hold
To cradle this family back to health.
I’m running out of pre-cooked meals
That saved me from thinking too much
When all I had to do was press reheat
On the microwave on the kitchen bench.
I’m sorely lacking any clean clothes
Because I’ve forgotten to do the laundry
For two weeks straight, now,
After my mother went home.
I’m lucky I don’t have to drive to work
Because I’m sure I wouldn’t make it there,
Not in one piece anyway,
And I don’t want to leave them short.
I’m sorry I had to use my leave
So much earlier than I expected
But I was in too much pain
And my brain wouldn’t function.
I’m afraid that the ache in my heart will stop
But the one in the pit of my stomach
Will carry on for the rest of my days
Leaving me numb and nauseous forever.
I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do
With this affection I developed.
I don’t know how to process it
And I am left feeling empty.
I’m struggling without even a photo to hold,
Just the agonising passing of time
Feeling the life drain from me
Slowly and excruciatingly.
I’m scared of the look on people’s face
When the words come out of my mouth
And it’s all I can do not to break completely
When they can offer no more than sympathy.
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Poetry,
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