More or less is so one-dimensionalDoesn’t take into account potentialTo speak of another in this wayWon’t lead to you getting a sayJust listen and not rabbit onYou might just learn somethingPeople come in myriad formsNo need to decide them right or wrongLooks are only skin deepThey are something you cannot keepPersonality lasts foreverFocusing on thatContinue reading “Superficial”
Author Archives: Simon A Jackson - Writer
First Night
Don’t want this night to ever endWho cares if the room spins againToo busy with the joy that I feelSo much of this feels surrealJust a night on the top of cloud nineDon’t let it end I whisper to youCan’t imagine it being throughJust a flicker of the candle flameWhoever did this I’ll be happyContinue reading “First Night”
When Saviours Are Snakes
Watching the watchers cause the forest has diedThey are the suits that brought upon this tideFaceless nameless forms from the lightDazzling all that glimpses the sightBut this is not how we wish to be viewedThat is a vision severely skewedFashioned just to form a habitNo one here should be considered rabidAs we are not theContinue reading “When Saviours Are Snakes”
Manor Of Brianna
Knock upon the eastern doorWaiting for so much moreWhat will come I don’t knowEmptiness is all that greets though Whispers from the open hallsSeem to be a million callsStep inside to find noughtFeelings are making me faught Banging from the floor abovePlace is devoid of loveA barren place to sleepOnly a dinstinctive creep Giggles inContinue reading “Manor Of Brianna”
Simarachi’s Shadow
Hey look a none Sci-Fi story. Who saw that coming? OK, jokes aside it’s funny this isn’t a Sci-Fi story considering that the main inspiration for this was the Sangheili from the Halo franchise. Then again the other inspiration, which if you’ve played it I’m sure you’ll be able to tell, is Ghost of Tsushima,Continue reading “Simarachi’s Shadow”
Striking Hand
Wrapped in plasticDipped in sulphurAll you have you won’t offer Lash out with the striking handCondemn again all that’s banned Cut to ribbonsScattered heathensYou are always imprisoned Lash out with the striking handCondemn again all that’s banned Violence riseDeath is the prizeBurn out all their lying eyes Lash out with the striking handCondemn again allContinue reading “Striking Hand”
The World Outside
Running down the window paneAll I want to do is gameRun along the growing grassLaugh and cheer until I passThen venture back into the boxOnes built from bricks and stuffBut the weather is not my friendIt continues to pretendForce limits upon my funLeave me without a runNo chance to taste the airRoam about without aContinue reading “The World Outside”
Fight Of Fools
Throwdowns only lead to showdownsAnd that’s the last thing we want in this townCause when the crowds start growing the tension gets highAnd before too long the fists start to flyThen the sirens do blare across the airLeaving everybody ready to stareOut across the darkened skyNo one wants to say goodbyeSo the brawl turns toContinue reading “Fight Of Fools”
War Machine
Here comes the war machineLook how it does gleamCannons ready to goEach of us wants to say noHavok will soon be unleashedShattering of silence and peaceThen the thunder comesHammering of gunsI drop to the groundHope I won’t be foundCower where I lieWaiting for my time to dieEnds as swift as it begunI am the lastContinue reading “War Machine”
Aurion Reflex
OK, this is not the story I originally intended on writing, not at all. In fact what I started, twice over, was a Sci-Fi Western but I couldn’t make it work, sadly. It’s scrapped now. Not sure if I’ll ever revisit it. In its place I came up with this story, quite inexplicably. This IContinue reading “Aurion Reflex”
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