The Mirror

The mirror stands tall and frightening, against a wall of torrid vehemence.
I stare at it and wonder if I should look.
Should I gaze into the abyss, or will the abyss stare into me?
If I look closely will I find myself or will the hole tear out my heart.

I look down and see that I am bleeding.
I try to stem the flow with my hands, but they tear at my flesh and my guts spill out.

I admire them, but cannot recognise the organs. They are not my own.
I am Frankenstein. I have become a monster of my own creation.
I am cobbled from the parts of those I love, of those I have loved, and those I have lost.

I search for something else, trying to find what I thought I had lost.
I now realise it is still within me, steadily beating and pumping life throughout my body.

Spring cleaning

I've decided I have way too many attachments in my life that I have been clinging to for no reason.
A lot of it is material items that I have been filling my life with to try and make me happy.
I have been doing that since the time I was 19. 10 Years ago!
I need to work out what has been missing in my life.
I need to work out why I have fallen out of love with myself.

In other news, I discovered that iTunes thinks that Damien Rice's 0 is the same as Sigor Ros - Agaetis Byrjun.
I own both albums, both are great! Love the art work on the Sigor Ros album more though...

I've been writing!

Went into Wakefield today at 8pm in the evening.

Was glorious and sunny out, and I walked through town, and walked around the outside of the Hepworth Gallery.

While I was out I wrote 5 whole poems!!!!!!!

Was just looking at people and thinking about who they were and what they were doing out and about.

Old Man

Old man, missing tooth,

wonders what happened

To his youth

He sits alone

On the stoop

Rubbing his eyes

Until they droop.

He lost it all

To his pride

Took the fall

Because he lied.

And now he rots

Alone and cries

Ashamed of all the lost goodbyes.

Falling Down

Falling Down, Falling Down,

They’re getting drunk all over town.

Tomorrow they will want to drown,

Because of what they did up town.
 

Falling Down, Falling Down,

What happened last night will make you frown

Do you trust yourself up town

When you’re so close to falling down?
 

Falling Down, Falling Down,

Did you think yourself a clown

When what you did made you frown

When you turned to mush out of bounds.
 

Falling Down, Falling Down,

You can’t drink when you’re up town,

When what you feel has bent your crown

But you can’t stop, you’re falling down.

Trust

Can you trust someone

Who can’t trust their lies?

They’re escaping it all

Away from your eyes.

You don’t want to hurt them,

But you can’t stop.

You’re bent on destruction

Unbuttoning your top.

You see the collision,

But will you shy away?

Just a moment of madness

Or will you just stay?

You’re caught in the headlights,

Ashamed of your mind,

Looking for an outlet

And hoping they’re blind.

The Ritual

The ritual continue

They’re out on the lash

Drowning their sorrows

With misspent cash

It’ll continue tomorrow

And the day after that

The sheep they will follow

Until they are fat

They run through the market

They say that it’s through

What they did to him

They have done to you

The streets are real drama

They’re caught in the show

Exposing their weaknesses

Of the life they now know.

Setting Sail

A plan arose from my mind,

Of setting sail for the future

To see what I will find.

I have weighed the anchor,

Set the sheets to the wind

Aware that the moment

Will signal a change.

Fear is still present,

But it’s focused and honed;

Turning the keel

Towards my new home.

The Future

I have been scared for a long time, and fear destroys you.
I am not afraid anymore.
I accept who I am, and want to do things for myself.

No one else is to blame for my mistakes.

Right now I need to take life by the horns.

Hello Life, I'm here to make you mine.

A new beginning

Hello world,


As the title of my blog suggests, I am a poet.  However, I also enjoy writing works of fiction.  I have also gotten involved in trying to write comic books with my good friend Ben at http://robotendo.blogspot.com/

My plan for this blog is to write about some of the things that happen in my life, and to share my poetry, and my artwork.

If you are also a Poet it would be great to share some of your work, link me to your blog or whatever.

I also enjoy films and have a huge part of my life devoted to music.

I may also rant about TV and gaming...

Speak to you again soon.

John