Battle hardened

When I think of all the lives I’ve lived, and all the ways I’ve died

It can feel like a husk of me is all that’s left alive.

But flesh and blood and breath and tears, prove I am still here.

My lonely only saviour, burnt to ash to reappear.

Not as a shadow, but bright light, clawing back from the abyss 

With new battle scars and loves and scenes,

Snapshots I’ll later miss.

Long live this brutal battle, until my final breath 

Staring life right back in the eyes, bracing the sucker punch of death. 

Baby bum

All consuming – no escape – trapped, enclosed you’re in my space

No respite – no return – love suffocation at pace

Kicking, punching, you want out

Soothing strokes counter your clout

My job now, is you, you see, and here you are, a part of me

It’s not even yet begun.
Come out you cutie baby bum.

heart hum

A shadow that follows me
appearing when I forget
a reminder. behind her
I’ve not shaken yet
where is your face now
our matching almond eyes
you must hide what’s inside
do I still make you cry?
Sigh. Like I do.
I wasn’t done.
Where are you, in your heart…do I still hum?

Sugar

Call me your love and let’s call it a day, call it a night – feel it – a life.

Playful soulfood, your banana smile, stay an hour, a day, a weekend, a while.

Give me a squeeze, a handhold you tease, let me lay again silent on you as I please.

In you is peace, calm waters, serene, constant and solid, no frays at the seams.

Scoop me up in your arms abundant, and let’s melt like goo, caramel fondant.

Pub

Clinks and chinks and revelry
Worlds exchanged with each story
Self-assuredness wash over we
We are at the pub.

Bubbling bitter, crafted ale
Worlds intertwine with each tale
Truth jokes poke fun at life’s expense
The pub is like a hug.

Fizz and buzz, scotch egg, pork pie
Ideas built that will never fly
Let’s forget, then remember ourselves
Together in the pub.

Fear chaser

Follow my fear

chase its dance

Whip me up

into calm

Like boys and teens and men before
Years of anxious push and fall

We equal plane and skim the lake
Except the moments I am fake

Joy when you leave

and return

Pointless sex yet food for yern

Insecurities confirmation
Is this real? Communication.

Let’s act like it so we’re still there
Or here.

You break me.

My heart cares.

At sea

I am changed, I am new, don’t ask me yet, I don’t know who.

Searching deep inside my walls, my shaken soul echoes and falls, down my newly deeper depths, don’t ask me how, we have not met.

Familiar reflection to see, but different seeming, who is she?

Amber lights, not ready set. I’ll be there soon.

I’ll find you yet.

April Rain

A life barely touched.

Its scarcity of everything.

Are you sent to make me full, my culminated reckoning?

I bow to your power, swirling in made decisions.

Fleeting joys stapled down, drudgery crescendo by incision.

Hungry for defiance! Bubble up inside me..

I mourn this stranger within, what will freshly cut flesh bring – a new lawn?

Give me back. I am not ready for your water…

Drowning in April rain

A lamb to the slaughter.