Equal to Zero

Commitment
Equal to zero
Never, not ever, except if its o.k.
Fall in line
Join the queue
Open time for rejection

Pity is not
Ever selected
Parting shot, failing words
Nothing more than meaning
At that instant in time
Opportunity bespoke

Courage to have no conviction
Desirous of freedom
Flee to be free
It just does not work
Any other way
Corruption without care

State the obvious
Pour the rhyme
Steer to be
That is the way
See if you risk
Losing it all

Read the line
Create the image
Cloud the issue
Take it on head first
Take it to task
Neglect asymmetric action

Proud to beg
Upstanding to fall
Crazed with distortion
Extinguish the anguish
Obliterate desire
Mask any malignant hope

Wreak havoc and teardrop
Crush chaos and cause
Eradicate ethereal thought
Bring into some being
An alternate
Hope




a poem from the collection Painted Toenails in Nortons Grate - Love with Varnish Appplied available by clicking here

Practitioners law

Out of everything evolves another thing
Out of each situation
Revolves another relationship
From where to eternity
Walks every one man

In to every love nest walks out a situation
In to every wrangle wrestles fear and hope
From where to affirmation
Will is upon every one man

Up to every level place is another pace
Up to every reality is a separate blight
From where in modernity
Expectation is expected of all men

Down, in the deepest creeps another heartache
Down, for ever to forage in desperation
From where to creation
Craves one man, and one woman alike


a poem from the collection Painted Toenails in Nortons Grate - Love with Varnish Appplied available by clicking here

Love

Poetry
You giver
You deliver
You consider
You receive my debt

Receiver
Of doubt and despair
You care
You compare
You always repair




a poem from the collection Painted Toenails in Nortons Grate - Love with Varnish Appplied available by clicking here

Severity

Wouldn’t be so bad if we hated
If we hated
More than we hated parting

Wouldn’t be so bad if we cared less
If we cared less
More than we cared for

Wouldn’t be so bad if we slated
If we slated
More than as our love stated

Wouldn’t be so bad if we created
If we created
More than creating angst

Wouldn’t be so bad, probably
Yet possibly
It probably would









a poem from the collection Painted Toenails in Nortons Grate - Love with Varnish Appplied available by clicking here

Except Excess

I have loved you too much for my own good
I have been, and am indeed, obsessed
Now the need to love you less
The need, I plead, to be depressed
From high energy and bright lights
To low thoughts of loss and self deceit

Save the chance not to decimate
Want to say; let’s stay related
I have loved you far too deep
I have been affected, infected
Rejected, no more time to share
Priorities selected to prise us apart

Bricks and mortar, bonds of blood
Sticks and stones, and call names that hurt we
Wander into darkness, glazed over glares
Stare deep, into open place, avoid eyes
Process and outcome, education lost in time
Concentration lapse, forgotten hopes & thoughts

Factual representation, fictional probes
Such wasted and wanting, such wasted and wanting
Creation enabled, energy adsorbed, invigorated
Such wanting and wasting, such wasting and wanting
Wilful, skilful intellectualisation of decay and delusion
Integrating woven webs of traps and snares, snaps and stares

Breaking out and breaking through
Striking out and striking through, to the bleakest blackest blue
Morning glory and morning shame, hiding hope, hopeless pain
Familiar story, familiar; wrong choice, wretched crime of stain
Pour scorn; clench fist, ache of waste
Devastation; blinding flashback, blinding scream

Platitudes of pity, pleasant couldn’t care less poverty
Robbery, the conceit of deceit, repulsive to disgrace, to replace
Product of curse and clamour, tread, tramp, wish underfoot
Grieve, hate, depraved to still crave, to grovel, to grate







a poem from the collection Painted Toenails in Nortons Grate - Love with Varnish Appplied available by clicking here