Month: October 2017

The Exception to the Rule

They told us in school to study and ‘be someone’ in this great free and fair society. After playing illiteracy’s game for ten years, I ended up on the road starving with my friend Nigel. We stole food to stay alive, and worked the rich farmers fields for cash in hand dirt wages. We broke the rules, the rules didn’t…

Anxiety by Dawn Bland

(Guest Poem from Dawn Bland) Night time can be the worst, Your mind’s on overdrive, It’s almost going to burst. Everyone you know, Is doing exactly what you can’t, Sleeping soundly. No one’s around to listen to you rant, About all the mistakes of today. And all the worries, Some times about yesterday, When mostly your drowned, In sorrow and…

When the last piece goes away

Meditating deep, mumbling to the wind, one day I found myself passing your old stone cottage. That was when springtime still welcomed our memories and the rosary’s of the past shock in our hands. But now lonesome dark comes to harmonise with despair, and dreadful hands lift up to praise the fear in visions face. All is taken by the…

Listening to dust talking

From the vast skyline of this world out to the universes of the far distant unknown, I was born and came into being. I lived through the raging heart of childhood and the torn fields of youth. I saw the absurdity of this life, where mothers are so proud of dead soldiers, and aging children strive for the chaos of…