We’ve all got our firsts Our best and our worst We’ve all smiled before And we’ve all hit the floor   We’ve all loved and lost And with a stroke of luck, We won the lot, hit the jackpot And loved the love we got   That one ex thatContinue Reading

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a good poem, and why your poetry probably sucks

The first time I brought a poetry collection by Charles Bukowski, the attendant smiled and informed me that she loved his work, but some people found his work underwhelming. It’s a strange thing to hear when discussing one of modern literature’s greatest writers. But that’s the problem with unique ideas.Continue Reading

It’s hard to admit, but I lost the fight Tried to knock out the dints in my dented pride Chasing women, misbehaving and sinning Nobody taught me how to discuss my feelings So, I grunt out loud, expect you to understand And bow at the feet of what you callContinue Reading

I’ve learned, liars rarely tell the truth The only truth is the truth is usually loose Cheaters never play fair and break rules Heartbreakers, break hearts and make us fools   I’ve learned love is a beautiful concept A hateful reality and a vengeful consequence Infidelity is a state ofContinue Reading

I tried to sell my soul last night, But the devil, he didn’t want it He said, it’s too black and tarnished But the light inside you I can’t abolish   I reached out to God, last night And told him I can’t find my way home He told me,Continue Reading

Wildebeest roam free in peace As cheetahs feel dust beneath their feet Buffalo stampede, leopards sleep in trees Lions seek the breeze more than they eat   Zebras dance together with giraffes Roads carved out as elephants advance The silence of crickets whistling in grass It’s music to your earsContinue Reading

Look at where we are, How on earth did we make it this far? Two graduates, one with a masters So, here’s to grey goose and laughter Raise a glass to the past and partners To scratch cards, budgeting on hardships The bitter tears, the sweetest memories To lost bestContinue Reading

Today marks three years since I started writing my novel. Well, it’s three years since I began tracking my progress. Well, today marks the day I first acknowledged the writing process. I actually started thinking about it sometime in November after a drink with a friend. And although I stillContinue Reading

daffy duck as scrooge

If finding a poorly crafted, cheesy pop song An irritating rash as the world sings along Set to a background of tacky shiny tinsel Draped across the ceiling, shining superficial As fake plastic trees, illuminate the corner Wrapped up debt spilling out from its borders As a distant stranger’s thoughtsContinue Reading