Poetry Archive :: Nobody but You [Redux]

Love is still horrible, unsurprisingly. The original version of this poem can be found here. Nobody But You Now, departed: mind desolate: understanding, our love is over. All passion desires out of reach: estranged moments, cold, empty feelings. Every day, torture realisation; final line drawn, completed. Point of no return, old path blocked: accept failure … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: Nobody but You [Redux]

Poetry Archive :: My One and Only Love [Parisian Remix]

We'll be going back to writing new verse next week, having learnt a significant amount not only about myself, but how this entire process works best. A lot has been taken from not just my original working practices, but also how words are changing over time. Needless to say, there's plenty of stuff left to … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: My One and Only Love [Parisian Remix]

Ballroom Blitz

This weekend, for the first time for a while, I willingly wrote some poems. https://twitter.com/InternetofWords/status/1110127860503769090 All around me, almost constantly, is the reminder of 'it's not what you know but who you know' that makes the difference. I could try and pretend it isn't that way but like it or not, this is part of … Continue reading Ballroom Blitz

Poetry Archive :: The Slightest Touch (Redux)

The original for this one is here, and if I'm honest, you might be hard pressed to discern the difference. There's not really a ton of change, and this one was a bit saucy before we started. However, if pressed, this feels like an improvement. Next week is the last of the old stuff. NEW … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: The Slightest Touch (Redux)

Poetry Archive :: The Sensual World (Redux)

It has been mentioned elsewhere that this week has very much involved an improvement to process, but that was primarily wrapped around short story writing. This piece has not significantly altered from it's original, when all is said and done. Crucially the verse benefits from an increased awareness of my inner poetic 'voice.' That has … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: The Sensual World (Redux)

Learning to Fly

Some days, it gets old. When publishers use online resources to gather your submissions, but then can't be bothered to offer the same courtesy in order to let you know you didn't make it. When rejection letters are so generic and yet positive as to be, quite frankly, depressing beyond belief. The long periods when … Continue reading Learning to Fly

Poetry Archive :: Regret

This is, in my opinion, as good as the original. You can find that here. Regret Holding belief close to beating heart: how now to begin this story? Commencing belief, honesty placed: strong passion swallowed soul, grasped mind. Our middle movement, soaring, reflective: leading onward, to coda. Beginning, ending; passion departed: transformed bitter memory. Regret … Continue reading Poetry Archive :: Regret