Listen to the ‘Facts’ 

He listens to the sounds of a tumbledown world
through double-glazed eardrums.
Sated on the latest news through an umbilical cord
connection from phone to ear.

He listens to the pitter-patter of ‘facts’ numbly
tapping on the window, like raindrops begging

‘let us in’

Continue reading “Listen to the ‘Facts’ “

Poetry 101 Rehab: Deadline

The walls start to close in at the breath of the word,
A malicious and malignant throbbing burrows
Deep where your brows meet your nose.
Days and nights become blurred
Into one steaming broth
Of stress and worry.
And the walls

Continue reading “Poetry 101 Rehab: Deadline”

Love as a Musical

Love is not a major chord progression,
Or a minor melody, blue to ear.
More a tango of arpeggiating heartbeats
On a tensile chord, just missing by an offbeat.

Love is a musical without a conductor,
It’s a torrid affair with elements
We don’t understand. Immense
In scale, limited by obstructers.

Your key changes too often for me to
Keep up. No theory applies
When it comes to our misunderstandings.
Instead our crescendo is heard down the street.

But despite the raging passion,
The heated counterpoint, things
Will always come to a crashing
Conclusion, till you rest your head on mine.

Poetry 101 Rehab : End

The beginning of the end,
Wreathed in tears and shouting.
Choking on sentiments long past
Any resemblance to what once was.
But you hold on, draw ragged breath
From the life support comfort
You used to know, and you hope,
Hope that the end might be the beginning
Of something… new.

This week’s prompt from Mara Eastern is: End. I like to keep my responses to prompts very raw and always post up the first drafts, hope you enjoy! Thanks for reading 🙂