Poetry Corner: Pawns and Knights

Poetry Corner: Pawns and Knights

No greeting required, no words necessary

Oldest of friends the bitterest of foes

The score in scars for eternity kept

 

Ebb and flow of battles won, casualties only one

Silent darkness of plain sight, day into night

Peaceful waging our deathly war

 

Not my pet, nor walking companion

A Ronin silent into my consciousness flows

Once more we come to blows

 

Perhaps we can earn our rest as old men

Sit together with pawns and knights

Where once we had our mortal fight

 

That is not today, not for now

Hide our hurts and conceal our pain

Eyes of blood, we meet again

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Write 

Don’t write for redemption,
Don’t write for regret
Don’t write for the bitterness
Or tears you haven’t wept

Don’t write for emotion
Don’t write for applause
Don’t write for adulation
That you haven’t had yet

Maybe write for mediation
Maybe write for contemplation
Maybe write for the therapist
Imprisoned in your head

Write elegantly the words
Write triumphantly to proclaim
Write for the abyss
That extinguished your flame

Poetry Corner: The Captain and Jack

Poetry Corner: The Captain and Jack

The Captain and Jack are gone

Cheaper, rougher whores are what it takes

The mixer shrinks and the ice it melts

The fog no longer dims the lights

 

The empty bottles of my dynasty,

Recycled like my stories of glory days

The bitter taste of regret

Diluted with bourbon or rum till I forget

 

My hand it shakes, my gait unsteady

No longer call it pain, useless cliché

Existence once called life

Time and tide fading away

 

Another day, and breath I steal

Each one I take I cannot return

No redemption for wages earned

Sleep no friend or welcome rest

 

 

Poetry Corner: Hurt

Its all too much today, the hurt, saying it’s okay

Take it away, take it away

I am tired, and I don’t know what to say

Take it away, take it away

Tired of pretending, it’s not okay

Take it away, take it away

Words, thoughts, nothing to say

Take it away, take it away

It is my all, everything, every day

Take it away, take it away

I don’t care how, please do it today

Take it away, just take it away.

Poetry Corner: Rain

Plans are ruined, the day is spoiled

My work, labour and ceaseless toil

For this one day, to live, breathe outside

Promises as if snatched from a child

 

Tapping like torture on the glass

Looking, hoping praying you’ll pass

Relentless, ceaseless soggy legacy

A week I’ll wait, wait to see

 

So it rains, today, no great unknown

Could have been great, not inside alone

Adventure or solace, spirit set free

Imprisoned left to rot, just me

Poetry Corner: Late Night

My thoughts are not racing,
But I talk so fast I struggle to keep up
There is no turmoil
But I am lost and confused
A maelstrom of word and picture
But clear and peaceful too

My windmill spinning without the wind
But I am still grinding,
My kart still racing down the hill
But I am on level ground
My river still roaring by
But I stand on desert sand

I think of sleep, it comes quite easily
But never lasts,
Short burst are all it ever seems to be
But morning so quickly comes
No rest in calm harbour
But the restless sea

I try to cheat and make it last
It works sometimes and frightens me
I am one with the certainty
It will be as it always was
Now I rest in stuttering tone
And paint my art in tired brush

Poetry Corner: Sore

I don’t remember before I was sore

A time when I didn’t hurt even just a little

It was only 15 years, so long ago

Genetic they say, nothing to do

You leave the doctor’s office, abyss

They give you medication, foggy blur

It is great for a while, then it hurts more

No one sees you, no one checks

Boxes ticked the numbers work

You don’t, you try, you fail, you lose

Spontaneity leaves takes happiness away

Planning and management slowly kill you

Strangle you, choke away the will to breathe

Little things they rock you to your core,

You cry, you cry some more, this is normal now

Adjustments are made, you forget what changed

Till you see what life really is and tears fall

Rain, Rain and Pain this is evermore