Fjordscene Poetry

I carry the poems inside me no matter what else I do they hum in the back of my head and will me to see them through

Fingerprints etched with a finely sharpened tool into the stone Someone may have wanted to preserve a moment here They should have known that all they could effect was a memorable stone to stand behind; brooding at the passing of […]

Where are my sunrises? Where are my sunsets? Where are my days? An endless night has taken their place. Where are my colours? Where is the music? Colourless it fades. A blurry image of a world now passes by – […]

She speaks through me, she looks like me but I don’t want to know her – and if she was able to hear my voice or heed my advice there’s much I’d like to show her. But turning gently in […]

Someone once said to me: “Not all of your poems have to be good. After all, when you need to fill out a whole book, some of the material will inevitably just have to be fillers.” Just no. A chance […]

The question never ceases to surprise me – the only one most men have wits to think of when they hear that I write poetry. “So, you write love poems, don’t you?” over and over – always the same – […]

Tenuous grip on sanity – that scent of man – tendons on a turned neck – the gesture of a hand – Flex of muscles on a leg – – I can resist this! – To long – it’s been […]

Thick drops bright red dissolving in tonic water – evening distant buzz fading – tired of drinking, too tired not to –

Though said that I have principles, ideals and dreams of better futures worth the building, is the truth not rather, somehow still, that no thought of mine ever soared so high that I didn’t, beneath it, secretly yearn to shear […]

There’s a nightmare afoot and I cannot tell if it is a dream or reality rearing its ugly head intent on breaking the spell – Something dropped and then picked up only to be dropped again – play that on […]

I would write, I would write but I am tired and the words don’t come – perhaps tomorrow or any other day but today. But if I say that every day I may never get to write again and that […]

I am a stray cat nobody wants to feed – I am an echo in the silence you create with all the noise you make – I am a shadow in the darkness of the night – I am a […]

I am a civilized woman, am I not? A product of a state who never lets me go. A product of millennia of development, and paths that others had to go. Then why does the darkness within remain? The drive […]

A quiet but merciless centrifugal force of inarticulate gibberish burst from people’s lips around me. There is no respite from the meaning I fail to discern in their murmurings. There is no peace to be had from moving lips and […]

The moth inside me yearns towards the people in the crowd with their invisible light – the aura of their company invisible by sight – although each contact only causes me to burn. Yet still I find myself dwell on […]

The more I know, the less you seem to know. I used to think you knew everything. Now I know that you know a few things. And fake a good many. Now I know that I could teach you. Yet […]

Blanketed by darkness that nestles itself around my heart – probing my brain with foggy tentacles for light left – Leaden arms and legs that feel unlike my own and a voice that speaks through my mouth though I can’t […]

A scorching summer’s sun sinking making way for pale pink ribbons flailing disappearing into inky bluish black – We stood here once your back not turned – Do you remember who I am? Did that memory fade or does a […]

The darkness approaches, I struggle to fight it – it prods and it pushes – deny it; deny it! – there’s part of my soul that it clings onto tightly – I cannot escape it – release me; release me! […]

Time heals, time mends, time lets you comprehend… That grey hair wasn’t there yesterday! Don’t fight with nature, you are it; ever sure – Indestructible, unbreakable – intertwined with nature you will endure… But that wrinkle – too early… Isn’t […]