Poem: The Working Week – 01/08/20

Monday draaags himself in, he doesn’t want to be here, other Mondays wave from behind stern mugs of coffee, they also don't wish to be here. Sunday and Saturday had the time of their lives the previous days, they celebrated and socialised in a manner that really was purely wholehearted in so many ways.   [...]

Poem: Projection – 20/07/20

You say it’s not right, that you’ve left an untidy impression, you didn’t need to leave that lingering taste upon her lips, here is your apprehension.  You say you've projected yourself far more than you desire yourself to be viewed but how to disentangle yourself from this resultant unhealthy view? Would you allow yourself the [...]

Poem: Good Samaritans – 16/07/20

Who is the Good Samaritan in your life?   Hiding around corners, quiet until you’re experiencing strife?   Say you feel your heart erratically pounding, left armpit paining, and you fall, broken, gasping desperately to your knees,   who is the stranger who steps forth, up and ahead, begins resuscitation, breathing life into your hungering [...]