Showing posts with label advice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label advice. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 October 2013

No Escape

I feel the sound bump
bump it goes in the night
night so bleak and black
black as my dark heart beats
beats me as I retreat run
run away from the one
the one that only I can see
see it lick its black lips
lips peeling back reveal
reveal a cold steel smile
smile as it pierces skin
skin ripping clean from bone
bones break I am consumed
consumed by the one who knows
knows secret debts are owed.

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Toads are writing Loop Poetry today. This turned out a little dark but ....

In Memoriam - Betty (Grandma) Edge

Time tick tocks away each day
until the clock just stops tick tocking.
Every tick that passes is a grain of sand
that trickles through the hourglass of life.

One grain at a time life slowly passes
Each grain is a stunning story or a
bit of gory detail that we only dare
to giggle about when we are at home alone.

When a grain causes some pain
you were there to tell us it will be okay.
We all made our own mistakes
but you stood by and loved us anyways.

Now the clock has stopped for good
and that final grain has tumbled through.
We've said all we can say
We've done all we can do.

I will always remember you for
the good you've said and done.
The Memory of your life lives on
in the happy heartbeats of my children.

Love You Grandma ...

*****

August 2013

Sunday, 6 October 2013

The Great Pumpkin

The Most Sincere Pumpkin Patch! (1966 Peanuts)

My persistent therapist insists that I listen
to my wide eyed innocent innermost child
who still believes that wishes and magic exist.

The tissues pile up as I work through issues
I almost forgot I had - now I am truly sad.
So I stop going - there's peace in not knowing
a happy pig really isn't that bad.

Until one frozen cold, sober October 
I take the kids out hunting for pumpkins.
Then I remember the magic's still out there
I just forgot where to look.

*****


Saturday, 5 October 2013

Just Another Johnny Walker Day



Just another Johnny Walker day 
Middle sister finger lingers 
as I passed through the Barrio 
I'm as paddy Irish as a triple shot of Jameson's 

A little extra courage 
from a scary apothecary selling smiles
Now I'm El Presidente 
with a Captain Morgan plan

Just one tick away from a Corazon explosion
Green flash streak of olives
fly from a Rang Tang martini
sipped by lips of pompous pricks.


and an arrogant bastard behind the bar - 
Oh shit - it's me!!!  
Take me home Belvedere
There's tragedy in my strategy - I need to reconvene. 

*******

Sunday, 29 September 2013

Unstung

You will never forget
the first time you were stung.
It's too late to run away
the damage has been done.

You just have to suck it up
the sad songs have been sung
Whine about it all you want
you can never be unstung.

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The Toads are writing poems about the Secret life of Bee's - which I have actually seen. As I was writing this it occurred to me that my estrogen levels may be getting dangerously high as I the enter early stages of Man-o-pause.

My latest eBook "Overcoming Adversity & Attracting Success" is on for free on Amazon Kindle from now until Tuesday.

Wednesday, 25 September 2013

Cyber Piracy

Digital stowaway
hiding in a microwave
fiber optic shopping spree
can't catch me.

Thousand dollar Body Shop
aroma-thera-pedicure
credit card karate chop
bubble bath assault

Stolen identity very existential
temperamental credit score
eRich cash poor
Nouveau Riche cliche

*******

Toads 


Thursday, 12 September 2013

Jazz Poetry

a-one-and-a-two ...
and-a-one-two-three-four

tss-tka-tss-tka-tss-tka
boomboom-boomboom
boomboom-boomboom

bebopbeopindopoptoptop
tiptopspidleyopdopspeedop

light takes a slight break
high stakes step lightly as the
light breaks on streetscapes
high as kites we skate home
where we sip soft kisses
love spills and slips from lips
we sink into the sofa cushions
if you could only feel me now.

tss-tka-tss-tka-tss-tka
boomboom-boomboom

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D'verse has us doing Jazz Poetry which I only kind of get.













Friday, 5 April 2013

Haiku My Heart Sunbright



Hold your head up high
my heart my girl my sunlight
and the fear will pass

A few well placed words ...

This weeks Trifecta is to write 33 words about advise.




The tux and I were both untucked.
Sitting behind reception hall reflecting.
Grandpa Jack appeared to be lost.
Covering for him I asked for advise.
"Peace in surrender my boy" he said and smiled.

Haiku Heights: Grasshopper


Inspired by the theme at


Be one grasshopper
Snatch the pebble from my hand
better start waking



better start waking
three seasons left of kung fu
you're not famous yet



You're not famous yet
thirty years until kill bill
Uma's two years old


National Poetry Month

Thursday, 4 April 2013

Haiku Heights: Fire

Inspired by the theme at

Burning inside me
something I can barely control
passionate desire

Spark into a flame

inspiration burning bright
only fire quenches me

Diving in head first
throwing caution to the wind
baptism by fire


National Poetry Month

Haiku Heights: Egshells

Inspired by the theme at

Easter is over 
dead bunnies make nice slippers
eggshell evidence





National Poetry Month

Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Haiku Heights: Drone

Inspired by the theme at

Busy little bee
unaware of gift to us
pollinating life 

Pollinating life
drone works faithfully for queen
busy little bee

Working class insect
the drone works head down ass up
my unsung hero



National Poetry Month
National Poetry Month


Haiku Heights: Candle

Inspired by the theme at

Burning the candle
at both ends - inspiration
keeps me up all night

National Poetry Month

Monday, 1 April 2013