Wednesday, 29 December 2010

Who am I?

I look into my mirror,
but it's you who stares back at me.

Thursday, 23 December 2010

You provoke me

Why must I?
Tolerate your whims,
when they run so contrary to mine.
You annoy me,
which I find vexes me.
Either way I can find no peace of mind.

Sunday, 12 December 2010

I dreamt

your dead weight,
your naked body,
crushing mine, suffocating me.
My strength nothing to your brute.
My screams unheeded, worse provocative.
I woke on the run, unable to stand the shadows.

Saturday, 11 December 2010

I won't find you

if I continue to sit here
and mull over my future.

Friday, 10 December 2010

Monday, 6 December 2010

There was a time...

when the sound of a motorbike,
negotiating a hill in the distance
meant nothing to me.

You were trying

to do something nice,
whilst I was moaning and complaining.
Ignoring your kindness.

Wednesday, 1 December 2010

Tuesday, 30 November 2010

'Of this I shall dream'

'to hold you in my arms,
to feel your breath,
smell your hair,
feel your body warm, soft and strong against mine.'

I am paper thin,
barely there,
unable to hold myself upright against the chill wind.

Sunday, 28 November 2010

Saturday, 27 November 2010

A Night Out

has such potential,
for unexpected disappointment.

Wednesday, 17 November 2010

Saturday, 13 November 2010

Thursday, 11 November 2010

Give me my thoughts

I tease myself with
dreams and possibilities ....

Tuesday, 9 November 2010

Damp Thoughts

It's no good pretending
I can control my frustration

Monday, 1 November 2010

Sunday, 31 October 2010

Who is looking back at me?

I no longer recognise myself

I'll be right back..

A euphemism for -
I find you boring,
You're not what I was expecting,
I've lost interest.
It matters not,
I wasn't engaged.

Friday, 29 October 2010

Is it my fault?

I may have acted rashly
without hesitation.

Thursday, 28 October 2010

Should I understand your complexities ?

Why should I be asked to fill your emptiness,
listen patiently to your hostility,
Ignore your rejection.

Wednesday, 20 October 2010

Tuesday, 5 October 2010

Gentle Oblivion

What you say doesn't matter anymore.
I've consigned it to gentle oblivion.

Monday, 4 October 2010

Unhurried ranks of enevelopes
with promises of love
but nowhere to go.

Tuesday, 4 May 2010

If I had
the wherewithal I'd sack you and become my own judge

Sunday, 14 March 2010

Tuesday, 9 March 2010

Thursday, 4 March 2010

Where are you?
I've been waiting
My hope never wavering
Come, one glimpse will suffice.

Wednesday, 3 March 2010

Monday, 1 March 2010

I have been using text as a visual medium for some time now and somehow have managed to make this piece of paper look like slate.

Thursday, 25 February 2010

Please Reply

I'm working on a series of mini envelopes and pondering on our ability to communicate. Inside is an apparently endless stream of "pleases" asking to be taken notice of and demanding a reply.