Poetry On Medium

This city is a riot.

This city is a riot,
a riot of tints and
tones,
it is full of monsters
and men,
of the chivalrous and the
boorish,
of…

Someone.

At this moment, right now, right somewhere, around the world, in your surroundings, or way out of your sight,
someone is furiously clearing…

Let Me Lever

I heard him say to her

your secured windows,
step inside your home
 
run round four rooms
of your heart a…

Age Is Youth (From “A World Where” chapbook)

My wrinkles disappear,
No more crow’s feet.

Knees lack pain when I get up,
or walk stairs. Mind so pin sharp

It’s a Hat-trick!

A parody on my 2 mins of fame

I don’t think they understand. The Medium (homepage) staff that is.

They don’t understand the euphoria of waking up to three glorious black trophies staring at you in your notifications. Almost…

My beautiful one…

I’m smiling as I type this 
I keep seeing your face in my head 
and it’s a beautiful image.