Monday, 28 November 2016

I want to survive

I want to feel angel wings
that gather lines
along the snow
that watch from a distance
where nobody goes

Touching soft skin
causing bumps to rise
sensual wafts
of perfumed

Horses run wild
heartbeats at will
mind in a whirl
nothing stands still

Lips that seal
images prevail
cornered in silence
body is pale

Sunday, 27 November 2016


Separated like torn pages
curved at the edges
wilted by passing

Burning eyes
empty throats
veins tighten
pocket less coats

Reflection of someone
he used to know
where does he go
nobody knows

Imprisoned in his cell
walking through hell
whispering in voices
none would he recognise
a broken down vessel
a man in disguise 

Saturday, 26 November 2016


Broken bottles
falling petals
sheets of
toughened metal

Whispers that glide
shadows stand still
is their only will

Echoes of daily events
challenging times

Hollow is his voice
no sound
to fill the space
disbelief in
the chase

Vinyl's of old
walls of mould
stories never existing
to be told  

Wednesday, 9 November 2016


Torn and shredded

Nightmares gather

Cognitive understanding

Catapulted where are they heading

Worn out throats

Testaments of old goats

Limbo for the testing

Unsettled no body is resting

Galleries of ideas and will

Spines shiver in those

Who quiver and chill

Eyes that bleed

With disbelief

Like a platter

Of hunted meat

Thursday, 3 November 2016


Frayed betrayed
Begging you
Lifting him
From this curfew

Layers of
Trapped ideas
Reflected on
The emptiness

Holding on
The painted fog
Gathering over
The blackened dog

Breath held
Dare he stand up
For your applause