but as for me I sit far back,
knowing that so much I lack,
alone on windy night I walk,
my heart in bitter whispers talks,
‘the world is against you,
you cannot win,
don’t bother trying,
they won’t let you in’
Etches PenmenAugust 8, 2022
keeper of chains and keys
steps out of darkness into the everyday
lion and horse sit amused
Etches PenmenJuly 31, 2022
falling alone
the world a spin
colours dance
the ground so close
the floor a stairway
hard and cold
rising up
with no embrace
or kiss to face
it cares not that I fall
unremarkable human
unbalanced and alone
we all go down
some brothers in arms
some help on its way
caring voices echoing
memories push towards [...]
Etches PenmenJuly 18, 2022
on this ledge I sit
feet dangling
for no support exist
I clambered up here
as a kid of 6
holding a cake
and making a wish
soon now at 42
the wish will come down and all
will be true
I believe
I am right
I will be paid
for all the nights
the snow [...]
Etches PenmenJune 25, 2022
A foot on the wharf,
a foot in the boat,
going from priceless and invaluable,
from heart warmth and love,
to chilled cheddar cheese,
served on a salver,
now we can sit and talk about value,
ahh, we talk about the love,
but, I can see his shadow,
beyond the doors,
his [...]
Etches PenmenJune 9, 2022
shadows boxing,
slices of my soul,
shadows deep,
light hiding bright,
across the path,
my chosen way,
I must decide,
I must dance,
I must say.
I must decide.
I must Dance.
I must Say.
Etches PenmenJune 7, 2022
The Tranquility Pool
always the pool,
poetry, essays, and movies
say the word ‘tranquil’,
and there’s a ubiquitous bloody pool,
involved,
and lurking deep,
below, the green and blue,
smoothness (‘like glass’ for goodness sake)
lies the crackeny-beast,
driving the evil new fascist submarine,
under,
the blackness of moonless night,
manufacturing surface pure reflection,
protection from,
the evil lying [...]
Easter Sacrifice
there might be another way,
I hear friends whisper,
they talk gently,
(as if a breeze might snatch the truth away),
we can we can live lives flowing over,
I start simply, by mumbling thanks for what I have this day;
a friend , some bread, some sunshine,
that [...]
Spaced-Out
The Enjoyment of absent Apathy
was I a passenger?
all different and unconnected?
or all conniving erratically to one place
a plunging through the clouds
falling down and down
until
you swallow the empty alone
the Marvel © (™) quantum zone
of zany-art blended nonsense
where sneaky senses are blocking and
the [...]
