It was you who brought a blade into our bed
peeled the skin from grenades
beyond barbed wire, torniquet fingered,
but the only person bleeding was me
From the Jubilee Line to Trafalgar Square
you sweated love apartheid into my p(s)alms,
how could you be the measure of my dreams
when you weighed affection by gifts received?
On castle walls
each brick a rubble’d
devotion to my Welsh homeland,
you said ‘I love your poetry but hate your poems’
and another sonnet flew as swallows
to lands where love is the granite
upon which mountains are built
Leave me alone
you were all I ever wanted,
but sat in an anonymous bar
Irish drunk sang of love on karaoke
empty chairs and triple vodka my only company
Metaphors were whores to love traded
you would have sold my soul on eBay
if you remembered your password
Well. my dear,
God help the man
who watched your white bridal walk
unaware the veil hid the blackest secrets
Not sure how to edit a submission, but somehow, in internet madness, the pen ultimatum stanza was omitted. As if anyone gives a fuck!
submarines tightly knotted in our gulf
diving for my very existence
when I should have been diving for pearls
Hello, to edit, go to the dashboard, then click on the blue pen. then you can edit your work
This sounds like the pain he felt was caused by her not caring. You cared more so you wrote about it. Nicly penned.
It’s good to read your material again. Some writers whack me upside the head with their weighty words. And I don’t mind a bit. It makes me think. It makes me curious. That’s the best drug to me: Curiosity. So thank you for feeding us this drug of yours.
Thank you Fia. In a nutshell, your interpretation is correct
Cheers Mark. I miss ‘chatting’ to the likes of Gary and your good self. For some reason (prob my IT incompetence) I can’t expand my messages on here. I’ll send my email.
Dear R,
The desolation of being the person who loves more with little, or worse, no return affection is the curse of the one damned for eternity. Having been there this write is very impactful. H🌷
so sorry to read this resonates. beyond cyber madness I send the greatest hug. oo, you get to smell my latest aftershave too. sauvage. lol