Sometimes I think the game is rigged. Have you ever really seen a happy actor? And I don’t mean a rich one, I mean a truly happy actor, content with his lot, a lot that (ironically) constantly shifts. One production after another, one script, one hotel,…

I walk The streets laid out before me like a thousand unbidden promises. Which way? I could walk down here toward The little antique shops which sell dolls without limbs; Faintly scratched vinyl records; A copy of “The Merchant of Venice” missing its last page;…

You get in the room I smell your love The air is changing Starting sparkling Stars are blushing Moon is dancing Your bliss is buzzing All your skins is ting ting   You give me your broom I don’t know what to tell When you…

(Finally caught up. So to coffee #2 & a small chocolaty treat) #71 when i was at uni, i was in a band (one half of an average rhythm section) the other louder half always said: “save a drum, bang a drummer” i’m not sure…

I see a confused people In need of a love only I can give I know the heart is wicked Appearances mask the filthy puss filled wounds of sin I hear the sweet words spoken of a friend Who readily transformed into my enemy 30…

I often wonder what she does Everyday all the time In her room Never coming out to play Or run barefoot on the grass Just typing always pounding No breaks no tea time Well except when there’s no sun

Why can’t I remember my lines? Ugh. I can’t do this today. I’m a good actress. I know I am. Aren’t I? I just want to go back to bed. These roles. I know I can play something better. But it earns money…I don’t care…

I will not falter from my resolve As the storm looms ever closer It will break, crush, and tear asunder Fear will not cauterise into my heart As the storm looms ever closer Bravery may be a fool’s errand Fear will not cauterise into my…

They often perplexed me as a child. You spoke barely detectable words.   My ears feasted upon their marrow. You served many delectable words.   I internalized each syllable. You taught purely respectable words.   Granny, Thanks for the compendium. You gave highly collectable words….

Poem 5 – The Other Side She doesn’t know who she is, She doesn’t know what she can do, She doesn’t know what she means too the world. Her light sparkles brighter than the biggest star. When she is down, it affects me deeply. She…