Riding on the sullen seaWhere there is a salty breezeAs gulls do fly aroundAnd here there is no groundAt least not what is called landInstead on planks of wood we standWhile the air blows in our faceAnd the ship rolls all over the placeWith a hold full of golden coinsThat we spend as we sailContinue reading “Sail The Open Seas”
Author Archives: Simon A Jackson - Writer
Patchwork
Impact on the subtle shameWhen did life become this pain?A tormented wisp of nothing more…Than a hand crushing your organ coreWhile a circle becomes the drainA quest for fame will drive you insaneSo remember what you wanted mostGive that up you morph to a ghost Hampered by what should have beenThe claw down the backContinue reading “Patchwork”
Changing Faces
Getting close to the end of March. This week I have what is in some ways a story very typical of me, yet at the same time different. The overall story is definitely Sci-Fi (and roughly 13,900 words), however the opening half really doesn’t make it seem that way. In fact, there are no hintsContinue reading “Changing Faces”
Endless Spiral
Heaven sent on the wings of the windThis whole world is yet to be binnedCrawling down the endless streetTo a place where the bones will meetNot a victim or a diseaseJust a pit within which stirs brutality Polarised by the weave of the goneA moment in time which was wrongHating all that came to beLikeContinue reading “Endless Spiral”
Cured
You grow like a cancerBut I have a chance hereTo shed you from my lifeAnd rise to a new height No point in cryingMy life is a prized thingSo now I am long goneTime for a new song Set up on fresh shoresRid of the old soresThe light is just greatAnd I won’t lose itContinue reading “Cured”
Written
Scratch the point against the pageScarring surface with memoriesThe soft flow of ink will comeLeaving a stain upon the run Engraved deep within its faceThe markings of our embraceNote it down but don’t give pauseFor this is what is the cause Then while its purpose will have changedNothing will take its beauty awayA shift inContinue reading “Written”
Haunt
I’m running and running I can’t take anymoreThis whole world has become but a boreFighting and killing what a strange way to liveIs there a way for me to forgive?When the time is short and my mind is numbI feel the demons continuing to comeWith an ice cold shiver going down my spineI want toContinue reading “Haunt”
Creeping Death
I’m sorry everyone, but I failed to keep this story as short as the others recently. So it’s a longer one (roughly 15,700 words). Not going to say much about it other than they have a really rough time, the characters I mean, in this Sci-Fi story. So without further delay here is Creeping Death.Continue reading “Creeping Death”
Fruits Of Failure
Passion is coming down around youWill you hope or simply fail to?Question I always ask myselfIt’s so boring without health Treading down the paths of forgotten.Brokering all the lies rotten.Stuck between the empty rooms.Offered glimpses at the ever tombs.So let me lie down on the slab.Perfection for the nightly jab.Conclusions which will only fade.My timeContinue reading “Fruits Of Failure”
Summer Rain
The sound of the rainAs it comes down againRelentless in its patterA form of liquid matterCooling to the touchWill not get too muchJust a steady flowThat should never goSoothing to the earsCould listen for many yearsNever be a droneMakes me feel at homeSo listen to the soundAs it comes falling downBut be rest assuredIt isContinue reading “Summer Rain”
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