Poem: Peripheral – 11/02/20

Peripheral. An untidy, outside view casting the unseen realms into my being. I breathe them in, gulping, drinking all I see with the colours which seem so worthy of being absorbed, I know their feeling.   I can be vaguely promised something more than a glance, should I, with great enthusiasm, seek to swing my [...]

Poetry: An Eyesore – 11/11/19

Herein lies this creature, the cause for great alarm. Idly he stares at you, dead socket, your heart beats, skips and thumps.   You’ve never seen a thing like this, the glassy glossy sheen is making you spin, there’s nothing living beneath the surface, surely? Though you’re still frightened, this creature makes you feel so [...]