war poetry

poets operating in your area

have taken ten per cent off gdp

put out and pensive

(to be is to be)

we work best from the trenches

the snipers are barely interested

in no man’s land i meander

absorbing vile inspiration

trying to get my head

in your to cross hairs

write poetry like nobody is watching, i often think to myself, as nobody watches. its a niche choice of endeavour. there are almost certainly more poets than there are readers of poetry. that’s why i make my blog posts to cutting and pithy.

as a poet

at work once an i.t. guy

told me his wife was employed

as a poet!

a real life poet and

(poet and educator)

this man changed my life.

unfortunately,

via a mishandled data migration

that caused me to career

onto life’s soft verge

in a slow motion car crash.

my poetry remains unsuccessful.

i won’t bore you with the time i took on too much at work during lockdown and ended up having two years of burnout and misdiagnoses. it encouraged me to make a lot of changes in my life anyway. i think i’m getting to a better place. its fun writing poetry anyway. maybe that will never be my profession. but reducing my hours at work has at least given me time to do it.