A little something that wouldn’t let me go to sleep last night until I had written it down. She writes with the blood in her
Ivy fingers keep coming back to me. In their gentle grasp life felt whole. Pieces held together firmer in their place. Twisting around my body
Flight used to only belong to you; soaring through the sky, the heavens were yours Now you’re not alone. The skies are crowded with human
The Dark, they say, is the absence of light. My heart disagrees. Without light there is no colour and in The Dark that’s all I
Existing in reflection a presence of vast emptiness. Are you waiting? Waiting in the sky of a timeless day and yet, still dancing upon
From Warning to Glee. I don’t know what to believe. In Switching sides, I find you confusing. Are you signs of illness, or my organic
On the first day, They had made a sheep That was identical in every way. It was a huge genetics leap, The scientists would say.
From Queen Nab by Percy Shelley
Uploading deep thoughts, Sharing creations online. Did I save? Bugger.
by Robbie Michie Family A vast empty field. Unique generations of exactly the same.
By Kieran Fallon Daze of summer, memories.
By Robbie Michie The Chase Like a fish in a net, you caught my eye. Drowning the old thoughts from my shallow mind. You
A spider web of bare branches tangle with gelid air. Webs of naked silver birch trees trap Pacific sunsets in warmer sands.
Your mind is a Prison, Where you play both the guards and the inmates.
Not to worry – the spider creates and navigates new roads each day, a brisk flurry of snow in mid-March keeps the stone skeletons at
Winter at the beach The cold, pale sand stretched out around the shore line Holding one solitary figure, Walking slowly along its surface, Hair blowing
The eyes of the young Forever fear the faces of the old. The eyes of the old fear…
Voices in the dark, Broken words. The Signature of torment.
So I shall play this game. Board set. Pieces placed precariously. The outcome is uncertain. Dice, cards and knuckle bones left bouncing to the fates.
O thou shall! And thou shalt not! The grey , still darker, harkens forward. Giants mimicry of persistent turmoil. The light, dimming of noises unheard.