Audio: The Colours Jealousy, for some it’s serpent green, coils around the heart, constricting breath, lungfuls into parts. But, Hope, for me it’s amber, she’s millions of years old, and so much she has captured she’s not a gem but like royalty she’s treated as such. Hate, for me, deep red, blood-like, thickened, coagulating, too [...]
Tag: poetry
Poem: Anything But — An Ode – 09/07/20
I am this soaring, colourful plastic kite, I was that ill-tempered now brightened woman, and occasionally I’ll surprise you and I with peals of unhindered laughter
Poem: Lingering – 09/07/20
The silence greets me. The questions which I have uttered are left lingering, their syllables carelessly thrown to the wind. It’s not a struggle to have let them go, in fact, they’re a release, a moment of crisis, a catharsis, and I know, I know, that not every utterance should be an emancipation, [...]
Poem: Making Mountains Out of Molehills? – 08/07/20
I glare at the splotches of raw colour in the mirror: one, two, three, four, more. An adolescent’s dreaded nightmare; immense, angry, welt-like, firm. They’re like curious mountains which have arisen overnight, swollen and painful, because I insist on irritating their surface though I know it’s not right, they flare, they throb [...]
Poem: Addiction – 08/07/20
Addiction, it can reveal itself in many insidious forms: drugs, alcohol, food, another person, even yourself. It starts off small, nothing sinister, just a drag here, a sip there, a few excited texts in a row, or the journal in which you scrawl endless thoughts of your own. Addiction, it’s potent, perhaps you’ll [...]
Poem: Afterthought – A Longing – 08/07/20
Quietness, the solitude, I can exist, for a while, at least, without him. Though he left hardened punctures within me, calibre-deep, wounded, gaping, shrapnel succumbing, I can still see right through me, transparency in my views, aiming for blatant and softened truths, now decidedly vulnerable, but paralysed though, extracting the spirit from herself, [...]
Poem: Where the Pretty Ones Live – A Romance – 07/07/20
Where the pretty ones live is where some want to be, posed or slouched so elegantly, chiffon dresses or satin clinging. Where the pretty ones live is where some want to spend some time, gracefully sipping champagne, for hours talking softly or romancing. Where the pretty ones live is where I found you, [...]
Poem: Stop This Madness – 07/07/20
If you’ve been asked if you’ve a cold or a cough, and you answer in the negative, then you sit down and begin to wheeze, what are you doing here? Potentially putting others' lives at risk. The medical receptionist, she looks mildly irritated, and highly concerned, at the fact that this cough could be an [...]
Poem: Truth Within the Marrow – 07/07/20
Occasionally, I struggle to find the words to speak, to correctly express my sincerity, because sincere is how I wholly desire to be viewed, and I don’t wish for any unfair prejudice or judgement. I simply wish for the right combination, the winning ordering that shows everything in part or in whole, that [...]
Poem: Bloated Wattle Buds – 07/07/20
Delicate wattle buds hanging preciously in the air, framed by their yawning captor who, with great regiment keeps them together. The picturesque scene a corner-bound introvert’s dream, stems forcefully held in Captor’s cavity, like binding a spell, there is intention, this method has been carefully crafted. While one may initially joyfully glance upon [...]
