Archive for July, 2012


Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on July 29, 2012 by dc

As the thunder roars
Pigeons burst into the sky
Clouds crash and baptise


Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on July 21, 2012 by dc

I’ve been the sunshine
On this gravestone
For a little while,

And I’ll be blowing
Through your hairstyles
In a little while,

I’m the feeling
Known as sombre
And I’m coming down,

So put your helmets on
And sing your battle songs
I’m coming down.

Wild Bravery

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on July 12, 2012 by dc

The lottery volition,
A death march roulette,

Fingers snapping,
Books burning,

A casual horn
Leading the violence

Of thought
And decision,

A sudden coldness
Hard kissing

Wild bravery
And the idiots

Who saw it all coming.


Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on July 6, 2012 by dc

I remember who I was
When I met you,

That shining marble
Falling and rolling
Down the stairs,

Slithers of sun
From the skylight

Tickling me
In glimpses.

I look at who I am now,
Nothing’s changed,

Just a little less light
From the stairwell,

Slightly dusty,

Still randomly rolling
And looking for exits,

Tickled by the
Sweet drafts of hope.

His Own Novel

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on July 2, 2012 by dc

The stories rolled,
A hundred cities,
A thousand adventures,

Bucket lists unravelled,
Mountains rose
And rivers flowed,

Festivals and ravines,
Carnivals and dolphins,

No room left for the dark,

A huge light
Shining bright.

When he left the room
I wondered
Did all that wandering
Really bring joy?

Or was he just a bored man
Joining the dots
And colouring shapes?

Desperate to become
His own novel.