They can’t have it
They shall not have what we had They can't. “Aw but I remember my first time seeing an elephant” Yeah, I’m sure you do. That sideways dance, head nodding, tongue lolling? I'm sure you do. They cannot have what we had They never will. “But it's unfair to deprive them of that wonder” The one that makes up your childhood memories? Try living for them for a change, Not through them. Their lives will be eventful, of that you can be certain. They mustn't have what we had, They can't. “ Surely it's up to them to decide” Fine by me, but what do you allow a one year old? A razor blade for tea? Might as well if you keep excusing the present because of a past. Seems odd to me. They won't have what we had They never can. “But...” But what? It's fucked, all o [more]
Storms Prolonged
The round faced woman with the tight Jewish curls Let's the sunshine sheen her face to milk chocolate brown Red-faced I pass by complacent after storm The mind's eye reset one more time. The depth of the darkness and the thick thorny thoughts Once more a surprise here at hindsight. In the throes of the horror all ships had set sail for the shores of respite elsewhere hidden. The fleet, an Armada, bedevilled being broken Sunk e'erfore a sanctuary succeeding. And now in the aftermath I salvage from wreckage the hope to once more move on forward Yet a scar that runs deep now further extended A reminder of a forest and bone frailty [more]
Storms Prolonged
The round faced woman with the tight Jewish curls Let's the sunshine sheen her face to milk chocol [more]
In the dappled moment deranged The orange glow growing Cancer chosen again. The despair spelled o [more]
This is not that poem
You can pronoun the shit out of the situation but you can still be wrong, and you’ll be made to [more]
Freyed
In a vision of the moment cast aside, and yet - with each intake of breath - There would seem [more]
Pessimism
Another step, a neighbourhood And yet the worries call. The darkened corners of my doubts Put ser [more]
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