Nature’s Kiss – A Sonnet

the taste of persimmon after the frost its sugar clinging to my yearning lips born of a precious seed once be’lieved lost concealed within a field of rosen hips a musky perfume hangs upon the air arisen from a garden doused in dew the tender tended fruit does swell and flare as the silken petals…

A Stone’s Throw – A Ballade

still i struggle to find my place and to accept my lot in life and to sustain a breakneck pace be’set on all cor’ners by strife pushed to the edge by blade of knife i press myself against its edge exhale a cry as shrill as fife and turn my head to face the ledge…

He, She & the Smoking Bishop – A Blank Verse Poem

and their cries echoed with the ringing bells as christmas crested on the chilly breeze heated words hung with odious timbre boiling over like spiced wine ‘pon a flame just as potent yet not so fragrant nor as sweet as black liquorice and peppercorn christmas spirits lacking complexity mulled with bitter words dripping acidic as…

Do You Feel a Bit Peckish?

within a derelict detachment of thought a morbid curiosity expands shrinking the image of concubine earth eliminating hunger of satisfaction thirsting lust in this dripping heat

Go Out

she keeps asking to go out on our days off after work to let loose and have fun and i keep creating reasons why i’d love to yet can’t i shy from her touch her gentle hands her warm smile because the truth of it is i’m afraid of getting close afraid to let her…

A Convolution of Thoughts on Parents

i must be claiming the minority knowledge for all the people i meet wisdom respect their parents despite understanding their flaws they’ve no right their abuse to claim their foolishness and the older i get it’s difficult to relate the more sure to this approach as i become it seems to me many parents are…