MJD, poem: Thoughts’ of Modernity

Thoughts’ of modernity An insulating coldness runs through,Watching the illusion of life rushing the framework.Scuttling to and fro. Aiming for goals which bare no length.The possessions remaining;While the worms glee. Action brings peace; unattainable in mortality.Intervention too late, too less.Pillows of stillness wrappings;Bolstered by beautiful oak.

MJD, poem: Cycle

A feeling pushed, neither here nor there.Waiting for clarity, like the twinkled bay.Pondering the classes; hidden begrudge.A pint of black and a warm fire; calming the senses. You’re out, you’re in. Flowing cycle down the still gleaming canal.Watching ghosts. Serenity is a goal for the god’s. Unattainable, working class; trouble is life, and life isContinue reading “MJD, poem: Cycle”

MJD, poem: Blasphemous Priest

Blasphemous Priest. A Priest named Pat, often tipped his hat. Outside of robes, Costume and pray. He cast a Friendly way. Pat so old, as the old birch tree, planted before, he Came to be. Daily he walks beneath the leaves, wondering when, The lord he will see. An apparition: a young sweet boy, wantingContinue reading “MJD, poem: Blasphemous Priest”

MJD, poem: Mary’s Bangers

Mary’s bangersFor Mary oh Mary, plain eyes can see, your bangers displayed, every-day. Although not settled like us town boys, we mingled and played with all our toys. Young innocence; I watched you run by, your long black hair; flowing young mare. Although too young to have them thoughts, imagination ran high, along with cloth.Continue reading “MJD, poem: Mary’s Bangers”

MJD, poem: The Canal

The Canal The canal by nature flows to sea, where fish will follow in order to Feed. Beneath the water lies habitat and decay. With potential regeneration; natural evolution, will revoke degradation. Unknowing Below, there is a world above, like heaven and Earth, worlds collude. The influence of the other, affects the one. Feet andContinue reading “MJD, poem: The Canal”