22:98

22:98

Climb into bed

in the middle of the day,

if it helps,

and breathe with ease

between the safety of sheets.

Take a moment of pleasure alone,

or with another,

to centre yourself,

to gain the strength

and fling the covers away

and face what you must,

gain what you wish.

Update

Bit of an update (because I’m struggling to write a poem today).

My course grade has been confirmed as a Distinction and my graduation is next month.

I’ve been trying to write more for competitions but haven’t really got into a proper flow yet. I do want to revise the fairy tale poems I have and re-work one into a different theme, I’ve just been a bit lazy.

I joined a gym after my course ended (hence the swimming poems) and I need to get a better work/gym/writing schedule in place. I’m also a casual gamer and have been playing a lot of games lately (as well as reading).

I am still planning to begin the music/poetry project, it’s something I really want to try and hopefully expand, but the fairy tales are probably priority, either for competitions or getting a pamphlet/collection out.

I’m debating whether to post the completed fairy tale poems I have or to hold them back, time will tell.

Anyway, I do plan to keep posting everyday (sorry for cheating today), if it’s not a poem it will be my thoughts on future projects or possible ideas.

This blog has reached one hundred followers, which has been my goal for a few months, so thank you! I hope you continue to enjoy my ramblings and scribbled thoughts.

22:94

22:94

Close the door against pain,

whose cause is something

you can’t understand

when your life is so

full of love.

Still, the murky mood returns

time and again

to impede weary limbs

in trials too exhausting

for a fragile mind to feel.

At times it vanishes

with the dawn, to return

later, as the day’s journey

never slows for you to catch up.

Other times it opens your eyes with you

and haunts your every move,

never relenting so you can

just take a deep breath

and experience some

real fresh, free air.

22:93

22:93

To whom it may concern,

if you feel such things,

for concern is vital to make

our interests known.

If you are not concerned,

or long to be a whom concern can target,

then kindly discard this letter

and yourself from our knowledge.

We don’t want to concern ourselves

with anyone who will

not be concerned with us,

or the common interests

they should possess

to make their life easier.

22:91

22:91

His friend expires in his arms,

curdling from life

as his use-by date passes

and his contents turn deadly.

Any attempt to convince people

se’s still consumable

fade away at the odour

and white fuss coating his flesh.

His friend squeezes too hard

and breaks skin to the

rot beneath, sobbing at

the mush, only half-solid,

that his treasured comrade

has become as it slips

from his grasp and

seeps into the world.

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