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setting things in stone
like memories and bone
interment of our love
i curse it.
Leave it where it’s at
and run.

» Posted By kmcgb On 10.06.2011 @ 11:50 pm


It doesn’t win me any friends.
it makes me lonely
doing what I think is right
and do others do the same?
and if so, then what is right and what is wrong
And does it matter
In the end?

» Posted By kmcgb On 10.05.2011 @ 1:19 am


suppose we meet again
after many years apart
and other wives and other men
had come and played their part
and would there be much left for you
and would there be that love
and yes
that love was saved away for one
more chance with you…….

» Posted By kmcgb On 10.04.2011 @ 1:23 am


in the playground
girls were always hanging
on the edges
on each others
every word
in time they found
girls hanging
on the edges
hung on every word.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.27.2011 @ 2:39 pm


de loved

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.25.2011 @ 12:31 pm


I crouch down
there’s a cliche in there somewhere
you’re waiting for a slap or sound of skin
contact alight with anger and frustration and
years of pent up sorrow somewhere deep inside
but there’s nothing……

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.21.2011 @ 12:56 am


they were concerned by my silence
they wondered what might be wrong
they felt left out and not part of my solace
but i’d figured out how to be strong.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.19.2011 @ 9:51 am


i have a pouch of misery
i dip in every day
if i could climb in that pouch of misery
it’s where i’d choose to stay.
not outside with you crazy chicks
cos inside i know where its at.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.17.2011 @ 10:07 am


Birds of prey hover before they pounce.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.12.2011 @ 5:01 am


distinguished brings you to mind
as you aged
grey hair amongst the black
salt and pepper I think they say
extinguished now
distinguished didn’t matter.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.11.2011 @ 9:41 am


her wings were clipped
and bleeding and
her head hung like
she was broken
and there was no sound
and there was no light
just time
for all eternity.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.10.2011 @ 7:10 am


I used to go to bars
When I was younger
Before I had kids
I guess its because I
went to bars
That’s why I had kids.
In the end.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.09.2011 @ 8:58 am


I think we are just spirits in a shell
The current manifestation of the state of our souls
If we stop obsessing about whats on the outside
Then we’ll be happy
Because all that matters is on the inside
Trust me
I’ve been here before.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.08.2011 @ 2:05 am


They scurry around all legs and eyes
Crushed underfoot, exoskeletons like mush.
Some of them have wings
And they fly higher than their sorrier friends
Down below – it just goes to show.

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.07.2011 @ 9:16 am


Pepper and salt
tasty on food
black and white
small and sometimes large
before crushed and reduced to mere powder
like us when we finally surrender
where does the flow go?

» Posted By kmcgb On 09.04.2011 @ 10:42 am


I’ve been here already but then got mixed up
like seeds dispersing in the wind
from a stem held up
by its own determination and lean long past.

» Posted By kmcgb On 07.06.2011 @ 5:47 am


I think i’m a coward because sometimes I’m afraid to
say the things I really want to say
And i think these things are true but
you’ll say they’re not
and that will make me doubt myself but
that doesn’t make you right.

» Posted By kmcgb On 02.10.2011 @ 11:15 am


The darkroom is where we develop.
Our thoughts, images, ideas.
From every negative comes a positive.
Black and white is best, though
Life is rarely that way.
Without colour, life would be monochrome.

» Posted By kmcgb On 02.02.2011 @ 1:30 pm


My kids love jelly
usually with sprinkles on the top
they mostly like just red
not lime green or purple.
I don’t care for it much myself.

» Posted By kmcgb On 01.31.2011 @ 1:01 pm


It would be nice to lean on someone
Someone strong or mature at least
there aren’t too many of them going about
It seems we’re running out.

» Posted By kmcgb On 01.30.2011 @ 9:45 am


That feeling when we’re dropped
sends us reeling into self doubt and
all our intimacies up for post mortem.

» Posted By kmcgb On 01.29.2011 @ 6:00 am


I looked at this word yesterday and
thought only negatively,
Reports were always boring
or sometimes bad.
What a waste.
Of energy.

» Posted By kmcgb On 01.28.2011 @ 6:39 am


I’ve been there before,
in the basement
where its dark and quiet and sometimes scary.
Have you been there? Have you sat there quietly and listened?

» Posted By kmcgb On 01.26.2011 @ 3:11 am


Here i go again
up and up
away away
from everything that holds me there
not where
i want to be.

» Posted By kmcgb On 01.25.2011 @ 11:12 am

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