Growing high above the groundFrom where I can look aroundWhile my brothers continue to growBefore we drop down belowAs the wind rustles leavesWe will soon be cast freeLeft to fall to the floorWhere we hope to be foundClaimed by a happy soulInstead of rotting into a holeBut for the moment we gently swayAs the breezeContinue reading “Conker”
Monthly Archives: Apr 2021
Denigrated
Wrap me in plastic but don’t forget the limeEvery second chance is just a point in timeWith all the vermin sitting in the courtsIt’s like what is left is nothing but plagued thoughts Host to the denigratedWhat a period to be fatedPulled from deep within the massesWill I see past the crashes?Or am I justContinue reading “Denigrated”
Simon A Jackson - Writer 