(2012)
Stallions charging, Foaming white, Breaking on the beach. They rise, Raise their heads,
In the mists of time, Before the dawn, Your name was written with mine. And so we met. And became,
Do I write my poems and prose and… Cowardly! Do I publish them and say, "this… How indulgent! Do I say nothing?
How do you start to write a poem, “who do you love?” First, throw out the rhyme. Whilst lazy it just saves time. I have loved and do love many people in different ways, (read CSLewis,) ...
I choose to explain, Before I leave you, Again. That the warmth, Of your heart,
Sing If you’re glad to be Gay. Sing If you’re happy that way! Hey! Sing If you’re glad to be Gay. Sing If you’re happy that way!
Living in the city is like, Not living. Bodies beaten and blown, As if by a blizzard, Swerve, stumble and slam against e…
Today I invested some time. In, The space between the spaces. Pushing through gaps thinner than… A particle here,
High platform shoes, Seventies mullets, Tight perm hairdos, Fadgies like bullets. Fadgies that harden,
Mankind has filled the darkness, With violence and death, Death and hate, Hate and fear. He bleeds the planet dry to light.
I’ll write some drunken poetry, It may not even rhyme. It doesn’t rhyme. It’s not even poetry. You soft lad!
She will stroke you in your dreams… She will expect you to know that o… She will journey on in a state we… She will hold within the love you… And never.
Nobody loves you. They say that they love you. Love you. Love you. But you can’t hear!
How easily he cries, these days, With thoughts of you. He lies. These days,
Christs day is here, You’re sitting alone. No presents or cards, The loved ones all gone, It’s the most wonderful time of th…
