Archive for loneliness

Frank’s Wednesdays

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 7, 2018 by dc

Shower, breakfast,
Inhale then exhale,

Ten times,

Get dressed,
Ascend into the vortex,

Plagiarise heartache,
Converse with God,

Assemble some shelving
And organise thoughts.

Leave the house by 7am,
Take one plastic bag,

Think about mother,
Relax, loosen tie,

Suck on a mint,
Whistle at wildlife,

Turn doubts into puddles
And kick them for fun.

The plan,

Offer advice to farmers
On market day,

Counsel strangers at stalls
And taste all the cheese,

Lecture lost children
On the best way to lie,

And whisper odd questions
To mothers on buses,

Teens sat on benches
And the post office crones.

Visit mother,
Keep it real,


Interaction and love
Can cure any ill.

These Hands Hold No Tears

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on July 21, 2008 by dc

These hands hold no tears,
Just a mess of simple dreams,
Elastic trust and warmth,
A small, lost world
Of broken skin and lines.
They hold no promises,
No miracles or schemes,
They can only seize so much
Until things start to slide,
Until decisions once made
Come back to tease,
Shooting up these arms
Towards this shaky mind.
There is nothing here
To feast on,
No warning sign or pledge,
No place to hide forever
Or find yourself reborn.
There is nothing here
To save me
But still I wish you’d try,
No perfect words to hang on
But still I wish you might.
These hands they hold no tears
These hands are high and dry,
So where will all the water flow
When someone starts to cry?