Poetry

An Ode to the Chaos of English Pronunciation

I recently rediscovered this poem via Poke.co.uk, and whilst they refer to it there as “English Pronunciation by G. Nolst Trenité” the piece is actually called The Chaos. As in “the chaos that is correct English pronunciation” I assume. Gerard...

Mon, 23 January 2012 11:00 AM / no comments

A Story for Every Picture: No Words

You said goodbye ‘I am sorry, I can’t do this anymore. It is not you, it is me’ I could not answer I did not want you to hear the sadness that was hiding in my voice I just nodded while I was fighting the tears ‘I am sorry’ You...

Tue, 10 May 2011 2:37 PM / no comments

A Story for Every Picture: No Escape

You make my blood pulse Passion crippled my resistance Explosions of ecstasy I don’t want to let go You make my blood pulse Fear crippled my resistance Explosions of anger You don’t want to let go Trapped in misery and confusion An...

Fri, 29 April 2011 1:07 PM / no comments

A Story for Every Picture: The Deserts of My Soul

I could not speak Your parting words froze my voice I could not feel pain Your cold gaze froze my blood My heart stopped beating My soul became bare But hope survived And blooms In the deserts of my soul Picture credit: Greg – The...

Wed, 06 April 2011 10:28 AM / 2 comments

A Story for Every Picture: Untouched

Untouched Our flaming passion Is slowly turning lukewarm It can no longer cut Through the ice cold silences Caused by our heated arguments That is slowly turning Our love into ashes And I wonder If my soul would be able to escape Untouched...

Wed, 23 March 2011 10:49 AM / no comments

A Story for Every Picture: Transparency

Transparency Your spoken word evaporated Into broken letters As your lies are transparent To ears that want to hear Unlike your action That hides behind the darkness Of eyes that do not want to see Picture credit: Distances by the amazingly...

Wed, 09 March 2011 3:32 PM / 2 comments

A Story for Every Picture – Cold Silence

Cold Silence Dark anger brewed In the warmth of our love Released an explosion of words Through our passion The cold silence of our unforgiving egos Turned into an icy wall of resentment And separated our souls Forever xoxo Don’t imitate! ...

Tue, 22 February 2011 10:03 PM / no comments

Wixed Mords

I found this many years ago and – for some reason – kept it folded in the sleeve of the cover of my ID book. The little scrap of paper is now ragged and threadbare, so I thought I’d share the contents here and throw the paper away: WIXED...

Wed, 26 May 2010 8:26 AM / 1 comment