Gentle And Tender Understanding

‘How silently the heart pivots on its hinge’

– Jane Hirshfield.

The Merging of Two (Unique) Souls

… Aflame for each other,

both ‘Giving’ 

and ‘Receiving’ equally…

is an (Emotional) Ballet ‘Supreme’.

‘Touch’ is merely

the counterpart to ‘Feeling’

… ‘Kisses’ taste like

‘Forever’… NAILED…

to the ‘Motion’ of that very Moment.

Boxing Day, 2025 Poem

… and the very best Poetry

comes from a simple, 

direct, resounding Truth.

“I love you”

… spoken from

both the Heart and Soul,

has a grumbling,

rumbling… ACHE…

attached to it

… which sounds

like Mountains

realigning foundations,

in readiness for Springtime…

Shut Up, Sebastian!

Trespassers inside the very Heart

of the Problem…

quit revealing Locations.

I’m getting tired

of my own Question Marks

… time for a train track

switch… Countryside

‘Interludes’, like Windows

out from the City I am trapped in.

Becoming Less Of A Decision

‘Fluid Manoeuvres’

without Surrender

… keep that 

hammer falling…

whilst the Furnace

of ‘Inspiration’

is self-feeding,

and drawing down

‘Higher Platforms’.

The choice of

escaping Mundane

… by drunkenness

or CREATIVITY

… is either

pit stop or Progress. 

pester

It’s not mere ‘Indifference’,

you genuinely 

do not Exist in my World.

I’m not even going

to bother ‘Taking Out

The Trash’… I’m Leaving.

You’d love me to ‘Care’…

but I do not ‘Dislike’

you enough for Hostility,

you completely and utterly

‘Disappear’ the very

moment you’re out of view.

Digging A Genuine Hole Deeper

Don’t be lying about a ‘Roar’

… that you haven’t got.

Superficial Charm

isn’t ‘Charisma’…

and Mimic and Pantomime

certainly aren’t TALENT.

Your real ‘Grain’

is going to eventually

rise up to the Surface.

Pretence is for losers…

those who ‘Shine

Brightly’… have found

their (Authentic) ‘Flow’…

and have no Competition

… because they are

Oblivious to all but their ‘Art’.

Thoughts That Dance Before Actualising 

It wasn’t ‘Raining’ when you

left…

which is why I did not

take

it seriously

at first…

but then, I witnessed

you Discarding former

‘Emotions’ 

like Winter clothing,

and change Aura Colours…

your ‘Smile’ is

different…

now that you have 

metamorphosed 

into a 

Abhorration…

I’m a-coming for your

(New) Zest…

with a ‘Spite’ sharper

than your Ice-Cold Rejection.