Category: My Work
-
Uncertainties
Uncertainties I am terrified that All this is mere doggerel Fit only for derision and scorn I live in fear that what I write Is insipid and vapid, Art without merit Fit only for greeting cards Growth without direction Guilt gnaws at my certainties It weakens my will. And questions my beliefs. I am subject…
-
November 05, 2024
November 05, 2024 We were secure in our lifeboats As we watched the Titanic go down, A victim of ice, design and hubris. The band played to muffle the screams To steady the hand and quiet the children We endured the trauma, We said our goodbyes, We mourned so many passings. There’s nothing to be…
-
No Less Noble
No Less Noble I am alone. Nothing but an old rag Stained and tattered Useful enough to wipe a stain or spill. It was once part of something else, New, clean and whole. Now it is torn and ragged, Moving on to another purposes No less noble than before Yet scorned. Nothing but an old…
-
Mirrors
Mirrors A passing glance in a merciless mirror Catches a stranger furtively staring back Masked in disbelief. To my horror and dismay Every line, wrinkle, scar and blemish Is clearly revealed. The veil is lifted The curtain parted All my sins seem roadmapped On my face. If this is how others see me It’s little…
-
Fit Part A into Part B
Fit Part A into Part B Some scholarship is delivered With an instruction manual. It demonstrates the steps And offers a plan To produce a (*fill in your own media), Or at least to understand a (*fill in your own media). The plan is called: “The Beginning“ and “ The End “. What falls between…
-
Fusion & Fission
Fusion & Fission (a) (Another allegory about things) Fisson Hiroshima I shrink my lines to the minimum. Where editing is an act of weeding out Removing excess wherever it be Until what remains rests comfortably In my palm or on the page Without losing sight of the goal. No more than necessary, No less than…
-
Rituals
RITUALS We are weak vessels That create ritual in times of stress To lessen the shock So that we can cope With what we are presented. I toss a handful of dirt on your grave A glass shatters beneath a groom’s heel You honour your duty to go on Hadj A Mason dons his regalia.…
-
Thief
Thief I stole the image. I stole the music. In a sense, I stole the words too. But no one can claim a word for themselves. All words are in the Public Domain And free for the taking. By putting one word next to another I could claim some craftsmanship, Maybe even ownership. That’s what…
-
R-S-M-A
Reality – Simile – Metaphor – Allegory ( random reflections) I never claimed to be sane. Quite the contrary, I have provided ample proofs That my reality is just an illusion Seen through a kaleidoscope With myopic vision In a dark room On a Tuesday At midnight. It is apt to change With the slightest…
-
Haiku #46 – Talisman
Haiku #46 – Talisman A simple object Imbued with magic powers Handed down to me
Palimpsest 