Category Archives: Poetry

A Bird In A Nest, From An Office Window

So snug, there in your woven home,
Your stick and grass dwelling, head and tail showing
As you protect and warm your clutch.
You seem alone, no other nests around,
And no mate bringing food or taking
Their turn of duties in your man’s world . . .

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Father’s Day

Sitting in my chair, cards strewn around
It makes me appreciate family and
To think upon those unfortunate ones:
The fathers whose children are not
In their lives any longer and those who
Yearn, year after year, for the situation
To warrant their receipt of such card.

As mine start to spoil the day with their
Incessant fighting and smarmy retorts
And my anger rises and voices raise . . .

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Snowflakes

Thoughts on snowflakes whilst observing snow falling outside, through a window at work, January 2009.

They float aimlessly down.
Their cold, soft shapes,
light and airy, still
feel gravity’s inevitable pull.

They blanket the town,
fields or gray cityscapes . . .

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Working Life?

Thoughts from a moment of introspection, February 2009.

Longing for release from this
Pergatorious existence, so well personified
by Sisyphus, as we tiredly toil
to complete futile jobs of work.

The hatred of the day sucks out
the life and inspiration of the night
only allowing a wish to crash and
sleep instead of conjuring lines of
inspiration or playing with the kids
who already receive too little attention . . .

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December Poem

A poem that attempts to encompass a typical month of December, as experienced at the 39th and 51st degrees of Latitude, North.

So here you are: the Solstice Month and
The time for the calendar’s death approaches.
Full of darkness, your ever shortening daylight
Hours are eroded down to a trifling nub,
Of use only to school children, dinner ladies
And other daytime part-timers.

The mercury bobbles around the point where
Water turns from cool, life giving liquid
To frigid, life denying solid whilst
The cold winds carrying rain and sleet
And snow that bites into each little spot
Of exposed flesh, like playful kittens’ teeth . . .

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Needing Sleep

Eyes, feeling dry and
cracked, like riverbeds
in a drought.

Throat, tight and swollen,
tonsils of rubber brushing
the gag reflex.

Heart, racing like a
locomotive’s engine at
full, unfettered speed . . .

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Water Fountain

Inspired by a trip to the water fountain in work whilst particularly thirsty!

Gently I push upon your button.
You are quick to respond.
A soft sigh and your liquid
of life flows, easily enticing,
wanting the attention of my
mouth and lips, as I gently
consume your draught
refreshing me . . .

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Lilac

Inspired by the miniature lilac hedge I walk past every day at work, May 2008.

As I walk by, you take
my breath away, sharply.
Your scent brings my senses
to an awakened crescendo of life . . .

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The Gentle Sigh Of Acceptance

And so it is, without a doubt
I wish that I had not found out
About the surreptitious little chat
Going on. Could it be that
I loved too much? I do suppose,
And so my heart has been exposed,
To such a deep bubonic injure
That no person should endure . . .

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And Yet It Is

And yet it is
but not at all.
It doth not rise;
it doth not fall.

There is no life,
there is no death.
No heart or lungs
for blood and breath . . .

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