Thin Reality

The Diaries Words, that I wrote a long time ago, before you and I, before anything was through. If only I could look down and read words I wrote in the future, and see what is to come. Because right now I am so uncertain to as what should be said, or...

Plundering, plundering, hooves pounding. Screaming, screaming, my skin is screaming, cold, stinging, air biting. Hooves pounding. Safety, sancturary, desolate land, reaching, low branch, knocked to the ground, can't stand, can't stand. The horse is coming,...

My friend Toby K (Look Him up) Lent me His copy of Tim Tebow's Autobiography. It was incredibly interesting, and for anyone, Tim Tebow should be an inspiration and a role-model. These poems are quite orientated towards Tebow's, undeniable faith and christainity....

Bit of an Epic the first one.. :L The idea of where it was going and what it was meant to be saying changed a couple of times, you'll probably be able to tell that. Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood You Took my words to meanings they weren't created...

Bird The bird, that everyday bird, you could see anywhere at anytime. This bird, i'd seen before, on days i didnt want to see anyone, when i looked out of the window, My bird, was battling against the winds, staring out across a huge expanse of land seeing...

This is the product of the most depressing weather, so far, this year. Hell of alot of rhetorical questions, i have to admit, its not a great one.. But it is intresting. - Unnamed. Life seems meek today. Slow and dull. Endless. I don't have much to say....

Went to Manchester via train the other day for a classics lecture thing. It was quite good, wrote a couple of poems on the way to it, but on the way back i was too tired. The 8:15 to Leeds We're half awake, the soft rumbling rocking lulls our early morning-numbed...

This line came up in a song on the tv, just now when i was trying to thinkk of something to write about. Documentary 'The Unforgettable Rod Hull' was what was on. Now My Work Is Done I was at work when it happened, fixing, tinkering, taking faults away,...

My Friend recently lost someone in their family, this poem is for people who lose someone, and hopefully shows how remembering can help you feel like they're still with you in a way. It softens a blow anyway. Those Who Live In Our Memory When you are...

One of my best friends (Toby K, look him up, hes an artist) had this idea, that he'd give me a title, and i'd have to come up with a poem on the spot, related to that title. Spent some time doing this, he came up with four titles for me, they're all quite...