Spectral Inversion

Spectral inversionI think I might beA ghost prior to deathLonely, so lonely Seeing the coloursBut never the lightHearing the demonsUnable to fight Spectral inversionYeah, guess that’s meDying by daylightLonely, so lonely Touching at rainbowsNot feeling the rainLost in a snowstormEach bring such pain Spectral inversionSome claim that I beThough I prefer hollowE-ter-nal-ly A Poem by […]

Cardinal Sin

It lay in the street like a puddle of blood. A soft liquid, downy, not right, I approached this small death with tentative steps. The blood shifted as if to pour away. Startled, I recoiled. Though detested by this fear of something so small, this unexpected disturbance, I regathered. My breaths steadied to a pulsing […]

Barbed Wire Kiss

This jagged smile she plays for fun An indelicate balance tilted in her favour Such an exact science, applied and described Crimson painted, plum or sea blue It matters not Styled for the moment, smudged with a wave Exposed is an exposure kindly received Works both ways she says And I believe her because she’s […]

Three Paragraphs on the Art of Loving Ghosts

When loving ghosts, one must make allowances, for their intangible nature prohibits touch, physical warmth, passion. They mire in sadness regardless of kind words, a warming sun, a lover’s wistful look. To struggle is in their make-up, their very essence. Like drifters on a highway, they patrol the ley lines you may not tread. Not […]

Surreal Views

Surreal, suggests the fish-headed man Battling against societal currents, swimming against the tide He’s getting nowhere fast just as he likes to Bobbing up on occasion so plastic ears might listen to A piano with bones instead of keys sounding a glockenspiel salute That migrating sparrows, pink and proud, nod agreeably to Whilst carnivorous sunflowers […]

The Route

Route 66, East to West Peddle to the floor Hair a mess Driving a daydream Nightmare or more Is this forever Where the road is the law Passing the steers Who nod and agree Each carrying less Than my mental debris Faster and faster Just fumes for a bride The Pacific, it beckons Blue seas […]

Champagne

Beneath the veneer, the sparkling wit and quaffed hair lay the remnants of a soul in despair; it was his eyes that gave him away. They were lost. He would always be lost. I pitied him then, turned away with the broadest back. And though he spat venom, riled and roared, it missed on all […]