Poetry Archive :: Resist

It will be relaxing not to write to a deadline for a few weeks.
Watch out for a special poem sequence here during August.
Introduction will appear on Monday 😀


Resist

The temptation, at
journey’s end: begin again
adventure anew.

Instead, at this time
resist fate’s call: wait, step back
withhold enticement.

Moment gives chances,
opinion shifts: transforming
answer to question.

Is this, solution?
Direction: alter thinking
Redefine yourself.

The strength of ironwork,
foundations: framework to build
A new, strong future.


Poetry Archive :: Desist

This is a new high-water mark for my Haiku.

May they all be as good as this going forward.


Desist

At some point, in time
the decision, will; be made
from where you began.

This life divided
into sections: stare backward
to here, an ending.

All is requisite
furnished, resigned: withdrawing
requirements amiss.

Cease and abstain, fool
it is broken: abandoned
existence shattered.

Destroying oneself
for entertainment: pointless
folly; wrecked, alone.


Poetry Archive :: Over

This week’s poems are not my best work. There, I said it. They have suffered from interest diverted to other bits of work, the World Cup, and my increased training regime. Now I’ve had a day off from thinking full time, there’s the hope I’ll be able to bring some better work to the table for next week.

Needs less you and more actual poetry.


Over

Hate to say this, but
That’s me done: last chance saloon
Go drink there, alone.

Only so much grief
One person will take: enough
Of sanctimony.

Your ineptitude
Empathy, absent: reminds
Not to be like you.

However much you
Try to object: the answer
Involves change, with thought.

It is up to you:
Our time is over: perhaps
Mind can learn from this.


Poetry Archive :: Stop

I fall in love almost every day.


Stop

That’s quite enough, stop
here, let me out: terminate
sad, pointless journey.

To expect support
without offering same: stop
pushing love away.

This is a paper
relationship: flimsiest
construction of lies.

Better start, grant
license for change: emerging
redefinition.

You can drop me here,
Qualify yourself: travel
alone, start afresh.


Poetry Archive :: All Change

We’re halfway through the year, and this is becoming less and less like wading through treacle. The haiku have always been easier (though occasionally I slip up on syllables) but making decent, fully-formed poems is still causing issues, before making sure the five verses combine to work as a cohesive whole. The learning process on these is often harder than the long-form poetry. Perfectionism is a harsh mistress.

The effort is becoming more and more worthwhile with each passing week.


All Change

Kind, the new mantra
Applied liberally: think
Consideration.

Care, in the moments
Where others falter: conscience
Bought to this debate.

It’s okay to leave,
If all else fails: walk away
Reconsider change.

From this chaos grows
Fresh impetus: defining
Your new way forward.

Congratulations,
It’s happening: transforming
This life, redefined.


Poetry Archive :: Please Help Me

I would argue that the worthwhile thing you can ever do with someone suffering from any form of mental illness is to learn how to listen to them.

If you cannot express your anguish for yourself, sometimes all that is left is incoherent anger, frustration and tears. In those moments, help is absolutely crucial.

Here’s a series of haiku on how it feels to me when this happens.


Please Help Me

Nowhere else to go
Desperate plea: find method
Alleviate pain.

Knowledge eludes, true
Redemption out of arm’s reach:
Please, someone listen.

This voice, important
Requires immediate help:
Supply assistance.

Hand is offered, small
Gesture immediate: breathe,
Explain what is wrong.

Way forward defined,
Begin the healing process,
Together, stronger.


Poetry Archive :: Enlightenment

Ah, the benefit of hindsight. It’s too late to worry about it now: just take what you’ve got and make the most of it. ALSO stop using the word stress because it is only making things worse. You’re a writer, dammit! BE MORE CREATIVE.


Enlightenment

The fog, now lifting:
Mists recede: enlightenment
Presented, begins.

Choice, complexity
Defined through pain: revealing
Uncomfortable truths.

Reality grows
As consciousness shifts; within
Perception altered.

It has come to this
Line in the sand: drawn, ignored
Facts instead embraced.

Sometimes, to start fresh
Acceptable direction:
Reach out, ask for help.