The End Of These Days |
Silence will fall from your mouthDeaf ears are all you shall knowIf ever there was need for hasteGo, just goYour beauty has cast it's shadowFar and wide your ripple has spreadBut all your flaws, an un...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 19:44:00 GMT |
Junk |
Junk twists his body like a convulsive fitAs he makes his way through the unforgiving nightThrough towering walls of urban monumentAnd festered swamps of human debrisIt is the night that is Junk's con...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jan 2009 19:13:00 GMT |
ScareCrow Jones |
Here he comes, coming through the meadowScareCrow JonesI watch him through the windowI hear the dogs barkingScareCrow JonesThe willow is weeping lowThe long grass is swaying in the breezeThere's movem...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jan 2009 19:11:00 GMT |
Poison Cup |
This poison cup of broken virtueWhere dreams are lost and hopes pursuedIt runneth down upon my crownOf small acclaim and nought renownThis poison cup of hollow promiseOffers me once more it's tender k...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jan 2009 19:09:00 GMT |
Susanna |
Susanna, my loveTake this strong handI hold it out for your embraceYour beauty is fairYour passion is legendI wait for your kiss upon my faceMy brother and IWill take you to the riverFeel your fire wa...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 22:26:00 GMT |
New Italy Mambo |
It's the long, endless nights that get meThe emptiness, the stillness, the darknessAll encompassing, ever knowing. I'll fill them, God knows I try.I'll mould them into whatever shape I want.The scream...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 00:14:00 GMT |
September |
I was thinking of tomorrowAs I was standingOutside your doorI never noticed The trees and mountainsAnd all around meLost in my thoughtSo I said goodbyeWithout a word Took my wandering mindInto the big...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 13:16:00 GMT |
A note on the Skitl photos |
Earlier this year, West End artist Sarah Elston was murdered in her unit; a crime that shook the West End art community. A group of her friends have gathered to honour her memory with a mural just up ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 22:22:00 GMT |
SnowFlake |
A SnowFlake fell upon my bedIt was beautiful, perfect, uniqueI told myself I could lay for hours Entranced by this delicate thingI wished to hold it in my handBut knew that the moment I didThis tiny s...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Aug 2008 02:54:00 GMT |
The Night |
It is, in every sense, a winters night. The sky crystal clear despite my inner city living; a large, full moon hangs in the sky, like a portrait of a long dead relative on a wall, it's icy blank gaze ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 04:35:00 GMT |
