Like a winter tree
Straining for the sky,
Looking for signs
Of a returning sun.
You are days
From breaking,
Hours from creaking
and minutes from rainfall.
Oh, the mistakes.
Nature’s Mistakes
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, manchester culture, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, short poem, UK poet, winter poem on November 21, 2009 by dunstancarterThe Puppet Drunk
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, suburbia, UK poet on November 14, 2009 by dunstancarterThey said he was misunderstood,
Neglected and bruised,
A warrior falling through cracks in the pavement.
I saw nothing but a puffed up man
Filled with self love and anger,
An egoist dancing on hearts in the suburbs,
And the film was much better for that.
Someone Else’s Graffiti
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, dark poetry, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poems, poetry blog, poetry examples, short poem, UK poet on November 4, 2009 by dunstancarterShe had a face like a photo-fit
Or the kind you’d find on beer mats,
A grimace from a court sketch,
A frown all ridged and unwell.
She was someone else’s graffiti,
A stuttered chapel prayer,
A feeling something’s never right,
A dizzy, spinning moon.
Weekend Cottage
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, little poems, love poem, love poetry, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, short poem, UK poet, weekend cottage on October 31, 2009 by dunstancarterThey Chattered Hatred
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, contemporary poetry, free poetry, hatred, manchester culture, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, short poem, UK poet on October 30, 2009 by dunstancarterThey chattered hatred,
It wasn’t paranoia,
You could smell it in their hair,
Burnt toffee and smoke,
I stood on the periphery,
Another unexplored argument,
Awkward with shame
And dizzy with doubt,
I was one of them once.
A Sadness Resigned
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, free poetry, loss poems, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, sadness, UK poet, winter on October 20, 2009 by dunstancarterI saw your eyes whispering
Sad-hearted lullabies,
Their heavy lids fluttering
A makeshift release,
You lay in bed
Like a soft, settled sand dune,
Pretending to sleep,
A sadness resigned,
There was nothing
I could do,
The summer had fallen
Into bleak winter dreams,
I took
A long, cold
Look at myself,
I was begging.
Autumn
Posted in Poetry with tags autumn, british poet, british poetry, haiku, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, UK poet on October 18, 2009 by dunstancarterWe wrote it on walls
And the weather erased us
Autumn was ruined
Sing
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, little poems, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, UK poet on October 14, 2009 by dunstancarterWhen it’s clear you’re the second choice
And the night is a quiet as a distant moon dying,
When nothing you say comes out like it should
And loneliness gathers like dust,
Sing.
When the Vampires Cry Back
Posted in Poetry with tags british poet, british poetry, dark poetry, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, poetry writing, UK poet, vampire poetry, vampires on October 11, 2009 by dunstancarterIt’s a deafening scream
When the vampires cry back,
Their faces turned youthful
As their sour tears collide
With the truth on a precipice,
A dog on a string,
All pathetic and boney,
A moment from darkness.
An improvised blackout
Takes the eyes of the generals,
There are truths in the night sky,
A pale whine pervading,
Where they once sat untouched
They are now sad and broken,
A whispering hollow,
A humbling bond.
After Hours
Posted in Poetry with tags after hours, british poet, british poetry, contemporary poetry, little poems, lost love, manchester poet, Manchester poetry, modern poetry, new poetry, poetry blog, poetry examples, poetry writing, shadows, UK poet on October 10, 2009 by dunstancarterThe shadows play tricks,
All moon sprayed chameleons
And desperate darks,
They set things on fire
And sing songs in unison,
Love dies in seconds.
