Proxy War

A poem from 2019

A star cast down from heaven

Seething, full of anger

Watch out, happy world

That fire is subtle danger

Await another star

A baby in a manger

Fury, fury, time is short

The child chased into the desert

Slaughter, murder in the town

Blood soaks the soil

Rachel cries, why did this befall her?

Let’s kill the son and heir

The world will be ours

The world is not enough

Eliminate all who get in the way

You use the wrong words

You think the wrong thoughts

You pray the wrong prayers

Tortures devised to change minds

Broken bodies laughed at

These sorrows are for his sake

Our Lady

A poem from 2019

I’m sure I saw an aphid in there

Hankering after the tastes of youth

Sin’s delights were ten a penny

A cloud of not knowing replaced

Spotlessness too quickly stained

The blood dripped noisily from vein

Sweet, Holy Virgin let me stay

Sorrow for me, who once took flight

Lost and hurt and crucified

Now nestled in your bosom, praying

In everlasting folded arms, safe

Resting, eternally a child again

Depression

A post from 2019

Snap out of it!

What’s wrong with you?

You have so much going for you

You’re young

You have your whole life ahead of you

What do you have to be depressed about?

“Depression doesn’t need a reason.”

Fallacy

A poem from 2019

He’s there up above you

You can’t see him

But everyone thinks he’s out to get you

A beady eye

Watching and waiting for the right moment

To pounce

Oh, but they’ve got him all wrong!

He doesn’t want to hurt you or eat you

He’s protecting you

He wants to play with you

He wants to love you

Aspect Ratio

A poem from 2019

No, no, no!

You’re doing it all wrong!

It’s no wonder you can’t see the bigger picture!

You’re not looking at it right!

The blackness around the edges

It’s encroaching

The view is skewed, stretched, squashed

It’s enslaving

No, no, no!

The remedy is quite clear

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Glorious super colour crystal clarity awaits

Unattainable

A poem from 2019

Hearts afraid at the water’s edge

Keeping themselves to themselves

Unable to take the plunge

Scared of the demon obstacles

Unprepared for the fight

The distant resting place remains

Unattainable

The Old Man's

A poem from 2018

Hesitation…

Deviation…

Repetition…

The old man’s prostate

Makes its presence felt

Have Your Say

A poem from 2018

Stand up and shout

Sit on the floor and scream

Force them to listen

(In between their laughter)

You are a pumpkin

Hollowed out

A permanent grimace

The light extinguished

I Don't Do Frenetic

A poem from 2018

I’m lying down

Tired

Weary limbs

Anxiety conquered

Doped on antidepressants

And all the pills they foist on you once you reach a certain age

And it’s actually quite pleasant

Not rushing around

Head not in a million places

But I wouldn’t mind a bit of excitement from time to time

Things You Need To Know

A poem from 2018

A whole lot of stuff

You’ll never know

It’s out there

But we’ve hidden it away

Tinsel, wrapping paper and bright lights

Pretty, shiny, dazzly things

Grab your attention

Consumers are we

Always something new

Something cool

A way of distracting us
Eternity obscured

S.O.S.

A poem from 2018

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A meaningless rhythm

A message in a bottle

Words made up of letters

Skies made up of stars

Birds made up of feathers

Where did our logic come from?

What inventions has man made?

Can you hear me?

Can you hear my cry?

It happens in darkness

When cold comes and ruins sleep

My back breaks

I am frozen, stuck to the sheets

Salty tears flow as death hits the world

Can you bring us some peace on earth?

Can you take the guns and the knives

The bullets and the bombs

And melt them into something useful?

And how about the human heart?

Is there something you can do about that?

Glass Half Empty

A poem from 2018

You win some

You lose some

But mostly you lose some