My Poetry
When I Am Dead, My Dearest (a cynical perspective)
In Homage to Christina Rossetti
Be forewarned, when I am dead I shall give my heart away, And my eyes, and my kidneys too. Let them burn the rest! Be forewarned, when I am dead I will not love you, or miss you. I will not hear your cries of sorrow Or share your simple joys. Be forewarned, when I am dead I will not be watching over you. I will not hear your silent prayers. I will know nothing, feel nothing, Be nothing, Dead. |
Humpty Dumpty Died in My Arms One Night
You fling your words out carelessly Slamming them hard into me Taking my breath away Breaking my thin skin Shaking my bones ‘Till I fall apart in your arms Surrendering to your violent love for me You call the king, he calls his men But no one can put me back together again |
Spiders in My Brain
Like the Old Lady I swallowed a fly But I know why I swallowed that fly ‘Cause there’s spiders in my brain Running round my head Making brain matter sandwiches To picnic on my stem Spider webs to catch my thoughts Spiders munching up my youth Spiders coursing through my veins Hair a thousand spiders’ legs When I look into the mirror What do I find? A thousand spiders’ eyes Staring out through mine Spider webs abound Catching all that flies Catching all the flies I don’t know why I swallowed a fly I guess… I’ll… die… |
Erroneous Knight (a recurring dream)
I wanted to be your knight in shining armor I climbed the long stairs to face your demons for you I tried to bear the pain but they knew just how to torture a man So I waited on the landing for you And when you appeared at the top of the stairs You were radiant in your flowing white gown As you descended, blood dripped from the hem of your lace And from the tips of your fingers How can you love me still? |
First Kiss
When the sun kisses the sea
It reminds me of me And of you Touching tentatively at first Testing the waters Than jumping full in |