The serious stuff

A collection of poems or stories written that hopefully provide an insight into more serious issues.

Two-face

Anger flows through the lines in his face, All of his soldiers keeping to his pace, He spots a child looking up at him, He draws his pistol, And the slaughtering begins.

44 months

44 months Doesn’t seem so long Not so scary. I still love our song. As Fitzgerald put it You’re my green light. You’re my shooting star Not just in the night. Times can get hard

The Great Divide

This is the first part of a poem/short story I wrote with the story of The Great Gatsby in mind.

The Protector

A pen dropped. This pulled me from my staring point sharply and back into the dull, grey room I was sitting in. Dull was an understatement: just a bit of colour would lighten it up.
Cherry

Final Moments

I exhaled. Time slowed, all of the pain and suffering left in the breath slowly, dragging it out of me as a painful reminder of where I was. I received a moment of peace and then the pain came back.

The Quiet

Sitting in the grass where we were sat, outline of the blanket barely disappeared, the light catches a smile, at my expense. Kisses, fingers interlocked, the touch of your skin,