• Lipstick at Dawn

    Lipstick at Dawn 💄 Sexology power gamesGet us in a muddleAs we struggle To decideWho’s on top Corporate big catsIn their hallLook blindly down At the chicksIn the mallUnaware Of the powerThey holdAs they remould it Smooth as cheeseThe chicks see it allNo credit givenAs they silentlyChangeThe texture Behind the mascaraThey don’t stare or glareAt what needs erodedThe subtle approach manipulates In between the seams and circlesOf confusionHides the delusionOf who’s on top Their anchor is neededTo harbour changeA changeThat will bring plentyIn this time of ...

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    hope,
    poem,
    power
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  • Slippers and Lampshades

    Slippers and Lampshades He bought me slippers and lampshadesHe knows my weakness and strength What can I do?What should I do?He knows me inside out I’ll turn it outside inI’ll give it all back to himI’ll reverse the trendI’ll resend to sender ........ Taken - I’ve resolved itHolding it - I’m attached ConcludedLetting goReversing I’ll give myself to him He holds itIt’s coolIt’s pulled meIt’s stopped me wanting more ....... Where have I gone?Who am I now? I’m somewhere in between usSomewhere beneath the sheetsSomewhere beside The fleeting ...

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    sense of self,
    love,
    poem
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  • Clocks 2

    If broken clocks tell the right time twice in a day,did big boys do it and run away?From the cricket voice that kept Pinocchio straightor, like the rabbit, was it just too lateto escape the date with the light-footed queen?Is the bear you built vulnerable at the seam?If the stuffing comes out, will you push it back in?Sew it? Mend it? Will it go in the bin?It's savagely unhelpful that 6 might be 9What's the ...

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    depression,
    smile,
    Poetry,
    self-knowledge,
    poem
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  • Clocks 1

    If broken clocks tell the right time twice in a day,should you fix your clock or find a wayto live your lfe around these points?To synchronize and find a jointbetween time's hands and life's mailed fistsand 'winkle-in' up near the wrist.Open a vein and mine some coal.The seam runs deep from such a tiny hole.Maybe Kinky Friedman had it rightand time's only important if it's noon or midnight?Gary Cooper or Cinderella time.Time's not important if ...

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  • Another Road.....

    Another Road..... A solitary tear succumbsand tracks a slow pathover an impossible cheekbone. Defying gravity, it clings motionlessas though fearful to leave skin's securitycaught in a moment of tension in all planes. I almost kiss it away.solve it's dilemma by drinking it inbut I can't....as I know....I put it there.

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  • Boo Hoo Hoo! - a poem

    Boo hoo hoo!I cry and I moan and I whinge and I cry.The world is against me so why should I tryto get up in the morning and put on a smileand be better than this for even a while? If I wash and I scrub, I'll still smell like meand the smells, not the smell that I'd like it to be.My skin's like a suit that some other guy wore,it got crinkled up and was hung on ...

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    depression,
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  • Recovery

    RECOVERY Recovery ain't easyRecovery needs honestyHonesty about the uglinessHonesty about those you pushed away Meanwhile…Family and true friends are waiting…Purpose is waiting…Dreams are waiting … Be honest with your selfLove yourself againNo more putting a fist through the mirror Recovery is learning to trustTrust those who are helpingEven when it hurtsYes there is painBut then - you’re no stranger to pain I promise youYou will awake from the nightmareYou will dare to dreamYou will want to live to the maxYou ...

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  • Pretender

    Life is all pretending We're pretend in every way We smile and say we're fine And we're pretending every day You look at me and wonder If I love you, if I care, And I tell my eyes to tell you That my love for you is there They want to know I'm happy They worry if I'm sad So I smile to reassure them That my life isn't so bad These fret if I ...

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    poem,
    being,
    honest
  • Emotions

    Emotional waves of razors and glass Thick, heavy darkness that will not pass Trapped alone in a metal barred head Going through the motions of the already dead Unseen through layers of disguises and masks Allowing the program to complete daily tasks Anxious enough to jump out of my skin Don't know where the parts end and where I begin Feeling like a child and looking like a freak No hope and no care, the ...

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    depression,
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    suicidal thoughts,
    poem,
    self harm
  • Inside and Outside

    There is rumbling and rattling inside this brick body Not enough to fill the enclosure Soon the body will be just a fatty lump the cats can feed on The body is a soldier It follows commands I will live my life as a shadow of everyone else even when there is no light to create me My voice is being suffocated by a pillow I am wearing an internal gag Sometimes I can talk ...

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    poem
  • Don't Follow Me

    This is a poem I wrote for my brother during my first time in hospital. He is my hope for the future. One thing i'll teach you Believe me it's true If you want to be happy don't walk in my shoes I want you to see all the joys in life to feel the beauty, to bathe in the light I want you to smile right from the heart Stay in the sunshine Keep ...

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    hospital,
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  • Daffodils and Sunshine (Thank you D's son for the daffodil)

    It's so dark inside my head It's so dark outside my head Until the sunshine comes and the flowers bloom The sun is very welcoming and its brightness helps us to see beauty more clearly The flowers make me sneeze but I forgive them You gave me a daffodil It was very kind and it cheered me up (It didn't make me sneeze) I hope someone gives you a daffodil too

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    Sunshine,
    happiness,
    kindness,
    poem,
    flowers