Category: Writing

Posted in Writing

sleep

Posted on by Charlie Alford

she could smell the rain
It tasted like pancakes on Wednesday
the world darkened under a silver moon
Journeying into never ever land
The curtains closing
The purple haze over the city
Outside her window
Words bid her farewell
Lying still her mind runs
Tales of tomorrow
As if it were yesterday
The cyber girl of the dark
Illuminates through twilight
It’s what day?

Posted in Life, Writing

Despicable You

Posted on by Charlie Alford

Despicable You

Trolling about the place

your radar must be broken

your mind wanders

far in the wrong direction

your twisted pleasures

scratches against my life

like nails on a chalkboard

turning my sunshine to rain

your words taste like milk

that has been left out alone

the government warned us

about the Internet

now bonding with humans

face to face

sends dancing endorphins

but are frozen shocked

by disillusioned speech

the brown eyed pot belly

sprawled across the chair

sends shudders down my spine

there’s just something not right

chuntering over there

the office clock ticks away

but I’m trapped in creepy moments

of seductive despicability

but it doesn’t work on me

my disdain pauses your conversing

the innocent shrivelled shrugging

shows a lifetime of rehearsing

to me you are a real life Gru

vile and wicked; twisted you.

Posted in Writing

Human Tetris – The Commuters Curse

Posted on by Charlie Alford

Human tetris… activate!

Do you hear the people sing?

Swinging like monkeys

in a boxed rainforest

the jungle calls loudly

ghostly footprints

taste like rain.

Twisting, turning, jerking

weaving the web of suburbia

even though you don’t know

you know

no worries, mate

the commuters trolley of blind faith

fly down highways

while I am suspended like a marionette

dreaming of growing wings

the charismatic eagle Always

one day will cut loose the strings

Do you hear the people sing?

Posted in Supernatural/Magic, Time, Writing

Fopdoodle Snuffbumble

Posted on by Charlie Alford

Along my interweb adventures I came across a video that contained an interesting tale of the English language. Some bizarre and rather brilliant words have popped up over the years and some have fallen behind in mainstream language. Today,  I randomly selected two of these words and created some insignificant nonsense…

Fopdoodle Snuffbumble

Blessed are the children with the sight

to see the magic in the night

open theatre of shadows

moonlight sparkling over the snows

little girls keep secret wishes

singing clocks and dancing dishes

happy endings in the twilight

warm the heart with greatest delight

hopes and dreams always follow

simply believe and they will know.

Posted in Writing

A – Z of my brain in under five minutes

Posted on by Charlie Alford

Someone said to me today – write a poem with every letter of the alphabet in 5 minutes. This is what I came up with…

 

Abiding balderdash
comes dizzy existence
folly grows here
inside – jigsaws
knotting language
mine, not ours
pondering questions
reality steals time
unscrambling voices
x-ray your zombie.

Posted in Writing

Thoughts of an Elizabethan Traveller

Posted on by Charlie Alford

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Great Winter hath followed this heavy heart

foundeth myself upon a rustic inn

I beseech’d the Sirrah to play their part

pity fell upon mine self and cousin

Pray thou bestow us with hot steamy broth

methinks thy counsel is wiser than some

perchance thy maid could bringeth us some cloth

wherefore I wash in thy room, hither come.

Hark! The Queens gold I have a few pieces

opportune trades beckon from town yonder

pray let me returneth thy good kindness

mine fortune, I giveth thee to plunder.

For thy selfless goodwill thy shalt be repaid

anon, thine soul shalt be measured and weighed.