Tuesday, 29 October 2024

The smirking silence

The eerily smirking silence

is broken, every few seconds

with the shrill sound. Metallic blade grating

against brickwork pathway,

The sound says that he is working.

Death hangs his head heavily in the air

but his work here is never done.

Always another someone.

Always another mothers

daughter or son. His shift goes on.

And on.

And on.

 

The lights change after dark,

A grimace from a smirk.

These are the hours where the beasts lurk.

Looking for those that are ripened by time,

or the weariness

of the universal pen running out of lines.

These are the hours of which we don’t talk,

they don’t sit on clocks; they don’t stand in wait.

They just pounce on you

when the human discerned hour is late.

But here

these times are never done,

those dreaded hours tick slowly on.

And on.

And on.

 

The clinging scent,

decay and pain.

Tastes like the gasses

from the grimmest

bowels of hell.

It grips the back of your throat

like a leech

sucking your life

from within its prison cells.

But these smells never fade,

They pervade the brain.

Invading; an insane army

that always marches on.

And on.

And on.

 

 

 




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Sunday, 27 October 2024

Slow motion

Becoming very well acquainted

With the backs of my eyelids,

In this weekend world

of hospital slow motion fluidity.

You can close your eyes

and see the totality.

All of time, painted in

tonally shifting colours that

seep over you.

If you glance even further

Into the middle distance,

you may chance to catch eyes

with the wonderous woman

Of the skies, who sifts through

these places from time to time.

 

Slip between veils,

Privacy blinds

between the dream world

and real life,

It's so hard to know

what is solid state

And what exists only in that

Perplexing place

which lines the mind,

it all blends into one

in a stunning display of peaceful sublimity,

Leaving you dancing along the

Shimmering timeline

Into the arms of infinity.

 

The endlessly marching beat,

beds empty then fill, taken seats

Become empty, in the blink of an eye,

Time slips across the clock,

it doesn't recognise the way the day lies.

A new face blurs into the scene

Momentarily there

before a hazy shade clouds the air

And they wisp away. Just a dream

Drifting into the images that spill

across the veil of real and unreal.

 

 




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"Tales from the 44A" and "Stations
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Saturday, 26 October 2024

World of howevers


I found peace

at the edge of forever,

I looked into the distance

and saw that there

was a world

of howevers.

Maybes, sat beside definitelys,

possibilities

stretched away

independently

into infinity.

 

Undeniability dropped like rain,

with no hostility,

just to help grow,

the flowers of possibility.

I witnessed the spanning jaws

that never clamped shut,

the open doors which

could sometimes

provide a shortcut.

The wide-open spaces

Which were yet to be

traipsed by human foot

or the pages that were not yet

tarnished with inky soot.

 

And I felt a buzz

like a sprinkler

over a live wire.

My mind was alive.

On fire. I was inspired.

I had found new desire

to forever

follow the path,

whatever outcome

may transpire.

 

 




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Kyle

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