Poetry, Art & Lint

Sixteen

2009-04-19T06:48:00.001+10:00

"Sixteen"(Just a quick sketch)Are you still daddy's little girl?Are you still the girl who used to heave her face upon my shoulder and cry?Are you still the girl who's tears I'd wipe away in the dark hours of the night?Do you want to put away your baby toys? Your plastic dolls?Are you still the girl with pink ribbons in her braided hair?The child who held my hand so tight?Now it's time I let you

Savage Chickens

2009-02-15T13:08:00.002+11:00

Random Jottings

2008-12-05T12:12:00.001+11:00

The truth is all there right in front of youWritten out in black and whitePlain as your mind can seeI just didn't realise you couldn't read.FlyingFreedomCarefreeAbsoluteConsciousDeliciousLove lostUnrequited affectionLonelinessDissatisfactionUncertaintyEveryone is madTo some degree or otherLost my faith while I was crossing the bridgeOn the journey that begun the day I met youLoss of

Whups

2008-05-04T01:20:00.002+10:00

It took me about 10 minutes to remember not only my log-in for this particular account, but the password as well. It's been that that long since I've used it. But it's alright now... I've kept a current record of it. Even as I'm writing this now, I've just remembered where I'd kept a record of those details online! D'oh! it's simply because it was under an old old old email account! D'oh to me!

Blah

2008-05-04T01:17:00.002+10:00

Once there was a wayto eat without feeling the need to eatJust eating for the sheer joy of itrather than feeling as thoughIt's something you have to doJust to keep your blood pumping,A reason to get out of bed everyday.But not everyday.Some days are better than others.

When Will I See You Again?

2007-10-30T20:27:00.000+11:00

When will I see you again?I honestly don't know.I can't possibly know that answer.It's totally obscured by clouds.You seem so realIn my dreams;In my memoriesIt's like you never left.But you did.I miss you.Still.Damn.

(*) Forget

2007-02-27T22:53:00.000+11:00

Now, what was it againThat I was going to say?Something about somethingOr otherBut I forget now.That seems to be happeningA lot more to meLately.

(*) Sailability

2007-02-24T20:37:00.000+11:00

Here I sit, eyes soreMind wanders, backside smarting,Killing some more timeAll I want to doIs go sailing tomorrowSailability

(*) Fresh Air

2007-02-18T21:38:00.000+11:00

Aint it amazing how a day out on the water,Sunshine and fresh airBlows away the "old black bitch", Depression?Thank goodness for sailingAnd for getting off my arseAnd out the doorAnd onto the water.

(*) Saturate my spirit

2007-02-17T17:24:00.000+11:00

Lonliness... what a strange wordTo attempt to express these feelingsThat saturate my spirit.

Desolation Row

2007-02-15T21:50:00.000+11:00

They're selling postcards of the hangingThey're painting the passports brownThe beauty parlor is filled with sailorsThe circus is in townHere comes the blind commissionerThey've got him in a tranceOne hand is tied to the tight-rope walkerThe other is in his pantsAnd the riot squad they're restlessThey need somewhere to goAs Lady and I look out tonightFrom Desolation RowCinderella, she seems so

(*) Team Gherkin

2007-01-17T00:59:00.000+11:00

Well, the covers' doneThe ropes are doneThe trailers' even doneAnd all right to goEvery single rope a different colourOrange mainsheetPink outhaulBlack and blue vangRed cunninghamAll on a gherkin-green hull, underNavy blue and yellow boat-cover;Should I rename her"Technocolour Yawn" instead?Not to worry...I'm really happy with the set-up.Now all I've gotta do isLearn to sail the bloody thing!

(*) Breathe

2006-12-14T22:10:00.000+11:00

Why do I create such shallow illusionsThat only fol myself into believingThings that can never beNor have ever beenIf I care enoughI might breathe my last breathRegretting not have done moreBut what can i doWhen they won't let youDo those things you dream of doingSimply to help othersReach the best of their potential?

(*) Salamander Shores

2006-12-14T22:04:00.000+11:00

Salamander shoresCreep past my darkened windowIn a nightly dreamUnwaking yet still alertFor those thoughts that sometimes comeLike a lurking fearYet my mind ignoresShadows castoff from real lifeLike an old worn sock.Or do I? No, I don't.Enveloped by small, chokingEmbers of daylight.

(*) Logic tells me

2006-10-04T14:33:00.000+10:00

I'm banging myself on the side of the head here.Why do I still have such strong affectionate feelings for you,After like 18 years?Logic tells me I'm just in loveWith the concept of being in love with her again.That's how I lay in bed at lonely nightTrying to convince myself.I'm too scared to say anythingIn case I ruin one of the few old friendshipsI still treasure from those golden days.Hearing

(*) Crying

2006-09-24T15:41:00.000+10:00

During lulls in theselucid moments of wakingI know I'm crying

(*) Thought

2006-09-24T13:05:00.000+10:00

Once there was a wayTo go to a place I thought I knewSo I thought...Now I can't find my way back.

...it's

2006-08-03T11:52:00.000+10:00

...it's...

The Cat

2006-05-28T16:59:00.000+10:00

the catis onthe matwith a hatand a batready to scatanother ratwith a fatmatwhere he satand wanted to chatpoor catwith his baton the matwith a hatand a batnext to a ratwho satand wanted to chat(Source)

Yellow Dog

2006-05-28T16:57:00.000+10:00

The yellow dogwho ran into the fogtripped over a clogtried to eat a hogslumped over a logfrom too much egg nog(Source)

(*) Backed Up

2006-04-01T01:41:00.000+11:00

There comes a time whenYou have to just put your headDown and get it done!I know you don't wantTo get stuck into this allSame old stuff againBut that's the cornerYou've now backed yourself into...(c) Maljam 2006

Tender, purple blossom

2006-03-14T16:55:00.000+11:00

The wild branch jumping; It is the lofty prayer. Wandering, I stand. Live, sit. With blunt skies Contend, whisper. With damp branches Shine, fade: enchanting. Velvet tree, awkward moss. Your proud, lofty prison swims. Light dragonfly, silk temple. The proud breeze standing; It is the eager mountain. Caressing, I sleep. Beyond the low leaf, While the serene twilight strays, I grow; the hill soars.

Strangely misty against the mist

2006-03-14T16:53:00.000+11:00

So brilliant beyond the spirits I shove glittering tongues against the trees Alass! The inspiration is born So tiny in the towers We bend lustful claws beside the bullshit Bizarre! The evil was good Strangely misty against the mist I prod misty signs among the grave Be transparent. The vision gets weird shadowed awake across the water so many roads to choose from Where in the end your brother ask

Dark and big near the slime

2006-03-14T16:51:00.000+11:00

Sinister and splintering beyond the fire I absorb arid snares under the mud Repent! The bastard will be born I am transparent before the mud I prod tiny meaning beyond the dreamscape Dig it! The passion will go Dark and big near the slime We shove invisible toads behind the flowers Alass! The day keeps going