Tag: national poetry writing month

Have you ever just stopped and noticed that buzzing,

the constant bzzzz and eternal humming?

A network of insomniacs, the lights are always on

from New York to London, and even Taiwan.

I dream of that moment, the holy grail of silence

in the deepest darkest spot of the worlds remotest island

a place where the trees won’t rustle and the winds won’t whistle

where there is absolutely nothing, not even a thistle.

But I know in my heart it will never come true

because no matter where I go, no matter what I do

I will never find a moment of complete and utter peace

when my heart beats so fast, I can hear myself breathe

Even my exhales are noisy, as they pass on out

and the voice in my head just wants to shout

I can feel the thump of my temples against my hand

and the thud of my head when it decides to land.

Have you ever just stopped and noticed that buzzing,

the constant bzzzz and eternal humming?

There is no such thing as silence, not even peace

Just me and you, and you and me.

It’s 9am on a Saturday

fitbits and friends, lace up

there’s a purring koala next to me

and an adventurous little pup.

The tall eucalypts are singing us a song

as the birds harmonise

but this is our story

the tales of the creek

talking sunshine and flies.

Rain fell over the savannah

as I painted him with my hand

falling from the darkening bark

ink pooled at my weary feet

king mufasa has left us, shouts

igniting the sad purple skies.

Robin had it right,

to smile at the world

with tears of laughter,

dancing with all his might.

He reached out his hands

and skipped along the road

he only showed us kindness

he was a boy inside a man.

So laugh like no ones listening

and dance likes no ones watching

bring happiness to your world

find you inner netherworld.

Be the change you want to see

only then will you be free.

"Gordon Bennett!"
smash, thud, bang
we're all laughing
rustles in the wood.
Victor Meldrew
grumpy man
"I don't believe it"
waving with his book.
Playground greetings
"Wasss-uuup"
french block windows
for checkin' out our looks.
"It'll be alright on the night"
top of the pops
and pizza hut salad
goin' down in my neighbourhood.