Neatly Poems

SARDONCA

...Surviving the waves of pain,
   Loss of three children that she gained.
   Flowing into a pit of despair.
   Home burned.
   Taken away.
   Raped until her uterus faded one day.
   Left starvin...

Moving

...Moving.
She packs away her memories and smiles as she recalls
The images of happy times that once hung upon her walls
Looks at all the packing crates, neatly labelled and filled.
Takes one last g...

CHANDALIER PRINCESS

...CHANDELIER PRINCESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She smiles, for she is the Chandelier Princess;
A young queen sitting on an ivory throne
with her golden crown glittering when light fal...

Pewterspear Track in Yellow: A Sonnet of Sorts

...
The wind rose early with the busying dawn,
And, rushing into the long avenue of beech -
Laid down years ago to accommodate labouring feet,
Began to scatter over neatly cut verge and lawns
With ...

Beneath the Gilding

...The corrupt officer schemed throughout his years,
Amassing great wealth beyond his peers.
But once retired, his heart did stir,
He dreamed to be known as patriot and social worker.

The social w...

How I Am With Clothes

...This is how I am with clothes:
(Most won’t relate’s, what I suppose)
I purchase something that I like
(If it’s on sale, a lucky strike).

If in a store, I try it on,
Or if it comes from Amazon,...

Visiting a Mansion

...When visiting a mansion
That’s become a restoration,
It’s cool to see a property
That’s way above your station.

The verdant lawns with giant trees,
The gardens all in bloom,
The stained glass...

A Real Bloke's Shed

...
Have you ever wondered what’s kept in a real blokes shed?
I bet you thought them full of junk, but I’m telling you instead.
I’ve had the privilege to peruse such a shed one night,
It’s owned by ...

No Colours Nor Lilies

...No Colours Nor Lilies 

Painted in grey
no colours nor lilies
there's hope there's pain
amidst the wind and storm
"Life" pinned me in blue.
One month passed.
The new walk in
like a gentle gu...

COCOA GERMAN POET

...LIVING IN MUNICH GERMANY THOMAS MANN TOWN THE TOWN OF POETRY MARIENPLATZ TOY TOWN CHRISTMAS TOWN THE PLACE WHERE HUMMELS COME ALIVE WOODEN CLOG SOUNDS IN A DISTANCE UPON THE COBBLE STONE BRATS AND LA...

Pens of Praise

...The factories no longer exhale fumes but fillers
Clanging steel is traded for selfie stick.
Whip is gone but the gaze remains.
Wage is still dingy and stale.
Accepted without questions.

When t...

The Morning Paper

...When I’m away, I hang a bag
Or two from my front door.
The guy who brings the morning paper
Knows just what it’s for.

He neatly folds The New York Times
And places it inside,
Where it will st...

Dawn Steps Lightly into the Day

...
Silence quells the bells
as dawn sneaks into the space,
where darkness reigned supreme.
All is hushed and holding back.
For something to be assembled.
From the dis-membered memories, 
litteri...

Wonderland

...
Day 1
I fall—not through space
something thinner—
like light stretched
too far
across the skin of a thought
I buried years ago

The tunnel hums
with memory—
a child’s scream risi...

THE ESSENCE OF YOU

...

SOFTLY FALL INTO THE MOMENT WITHOUT A CARE   
BE IT IN YESTERDAY'S GREAT SORROW 
OR TOMORROW'S MUCH NEEDED LAUGHTER  
EACH HOUR YOU LIVE TODAY WILL BRING YOU CLOSER 
TO THE BREATH....

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