I am waiting for the stars to lead me Away from this late night double-feature But I just can’t get these scars to leave me Our time was too short For me to realise That a five-star last resort Was all I was to you I should have been the wiser I should have seen [...]
I wrote a poem for you The day before I met you When I didn’t yet know a soul can be shipwrecked Or that the sun can have secrets When I hadn’t yet learned to look for symptoms Or dreamed you could become my weakness You entered me like a sickness From your first ‘hello’ [...]
With a tracing of my dreams I’ll draw for you In the shapes of streams And the sounds of seas A lucid doodle The colour of waterdrops To show you where my world stops And my bones begin I’ll take you to the place Where my poems sing
I am not depressed I’m just deflated Out of style and over-dressed At second-best, I’m overrated An old birthday balloon (Out of breath, somewhat bated) I hum my jingles out of tune One-hit-wonders soon outdated Like a song without sound Mourning a muted meltdown I’m at the point of no concern For my inability to [...]
She spun a cocoon The colour of a silent moon Around what remained Of her lost and un-gained. She bound bone to bone Stitched smile to song And calmly coloured her cries In the shades of reason gone wrong. But when she saw That her loss was a learning curve And her being Not a [...]
Hold me like a promise; Break me like a vow. For today I am as fragile as the secrets of a child, And as desperate as a dream dressed in dust.
There is another woman living In the friction Between your hips and my thighs Do you think I haven’t seen The memory of her Swimming in the moisture of your eyes? Do you think I haven’t noticed The sadness In the lines around your smile? Do you think I haven’t realised You’re somewhere else all [...]
You and me We should be poetry We should be prose The way our breathing slows And our hearts beat Like wings on Bourbon Street. You and I We should be together Birds of a feather Flying like time. We always had rhythm, you know We just never had rhyme. We committed a crime together [...]
My words Are serving a sentence For mixing their tenses. While my pen Pleads repentance For its pompous pretenses. Silly little Bic Went a tad overboard When declaring itself A match for the sword. My words got the slammer When, as partners in crime Ignored rules of grammar And reasons for rhyme. But what now [...]
You were beautiful in Borneo Like a song I’d been expecting To start playing on the stereo I was fragile when you found me A lifetime’s worth of sorrow And disappointment built around me But you gave me a standing ovation A merry-go-round of applause And cut through my curt conversation With your musical mixed [...]