Fragments From Cahiers – 20th April 2025

Can our futures be forgotten?
It seems impossible for us to breathe,
Our corpses are covered in jewels
from strands of daylight that we weave

Ideas of satisfaction and dread
Time is eating its own tail,
Involuntary memories of the future;
Pre-emptive deja-vus assail

Art takes our breath away
to trick the universe with meaning
Painting pictures of our words
absurd enterprise, intervening

Every path becomes a detour,
not trusting even the simplest thoughts;
Flattered by the frivolous
from fragments of a few reports

No solitude is enough for us
– We cannot be hidden from God
Death found us as children
and unwilling to spare the rod

Inspired by what I could read in this article by Philip Traylen where he translates Cioran.
Shared with dVerse – magical realism
11th Dec 2025 – Shared with What’s Going On – lonely

Feedback wanted on this SUNO AI version – is it any good, does it make the words more interesting or take away from them?

These Schisms – 31st March 2025

*Things that are far away look like promises,
things that are near look like apologies.*
There is no doubt for the doubting Thomases
who misunderstood their psychologies

The nearer you come the further you appear,
a hall of mirrors shattered by these prisms
Bow down to the belief that all now revere;
there is no way to restore these schisms

*quoted from Philip Traylen here
11th Apr 2025 – Shared with dVerse OLN to see if this one might get some more love.

Double Six – 20th March 2025

It was the land of the lucky that so inspired,

a roll of the dice was all that was required;

All allowed to play, starting with an even field,

it was the illusion of choice that so appealed.



As the game was begun, so the landlords arose

sucking the life out of all those who oppose,

then the banks took control of all society

and this game of life became a monopoly.

Shared with dVerse – Monopoly with a twist

Sinking Sands – 15th March 2025

Washed up on the sandy shore, I am the debris
of all the bad decisions made with certainty;
it seems I’m not done, up ahead, the paths to choose;
so many losses to come, so much more to lose.

For every adventure approached at full throttle,
all ended the same, clutching an empty bottle;
last night’s enlightenment sought to confuse;
so many losses to come, so much more to lose.

In pursuit of fun, all the wasted time I spent
losing myself in dreams and repeated lament;
here I go again, sober and set to abuse;
so many losses to come, so much more to lose.

A 12-syllable Complaint shared with dVerse and No Theme Thursday picture prompt. The refrain was inspired and paraphrased from this post at Tiny Hearts, though I’m not sure exactly who originally penned it.

You Can’t Wash It Away – 2nd March 2025

Shared with dVerse Tuesday Poetics: The Four Elements – my chosen element being earth.


The blood spills to dampen the desert;
a dusted red mochi forms.
These plains become a fertile crescent
once more.

The storm forms, a raining of boots;

Mud made men without meaning – cold earth
enveloped those troops.


A coward hides to snipe;
pap, put, pup – he spits.



Thunderfire singes the old roots
before boats rise from underground;
where seeds now drown
in the red-rushed dirt of oblivion


The bones of the buried found
haunt forever those lost in the victory
amongst the deadly bloom together

Tell Yourself – 22nd February 2025

Your mind believes what you tell it
So let’s fill it full of golden voices
til overcome and overrun – rejoices

Any trouble becomes easy to dispel it
Once you’ve given yourself the choices
Your mind believes what you tell it
So let’s fill it full of golden voices

Good or bad – now you can smell it
Understanding what the right choice is
Filter out unnecessary noises
Your mind believes what you tell it
So let’s fill it full of golden voices
til overcome and overrun – rejoices

An English Madrigal shared with dVerse and initiated by the attached picture from the Random Acts of Kindness Foundation as the form is often connected with themes of love.


Charlie Zero The Poet Music picks & Reviews #12 and my quick thoughts:

The Teskey Brothers – sounds like it is last century. Makes me think of Django Reinhardt a little. Also reminds me of a straight Fred Lane. Fred Lane fucks with this genre somewhat.

Steve Lacy – nothing against but who listens to this and when? What mood would you be in to listen to this? Kinda elevator/background music to me. It’s music that you don’t listen to.

Dabeull – No surprise that I’m not into this but the album covers are amazing and remind me of Toecutter and his take on Captain Ahab – this is fairly obscure reference to a memory of a Toecutter show in Sydney around 2006! I’d never heard Captain Ahab until just now trying to jog my memory. Their music is not similar at all to Dabuell!

Witch Egg – This is interesting. Has some Sunday morning vibes along with tripping out Friday 4am madness. A new one for me to check out more.

Lustmord – A familiar name but never heard before. This one doesn’t win me over.

Gods Amongst Us – 29th January 2025

The most penetrating preachers,
hinting, they teach us.
Revered when stood alone
or their forest home.

Roots resting in infinity,
their own laws accordingly,
standing tall to represent.
When stormy winds relent

Nothing is more exemplary,
In nature growing free,

A beautiful strong tree.

Paraphrased a lot from a passage by Narayan Kaudinya on the Road to Nara blog and shared with dVerse Quadrille #216

Not Fade Away – 24th January 2025

In every atom a universe
Where the sentient must survive
A speed of light, and so traverse
To keep life’s dream alive

Not fade away, cease to exist
Or slowly rendered rotten
The innate urge to persist
And never be forgotten

Without thought, without emotion
The proton set to dance
And swim the primordial ocean
Where life takes one more chance

Shared with No Theme Thursday picture prompt and also to dVerse’s MTB prompt about negation (which this poem sort of fits)

Ascension – 15th January 2025

– Dreams fuelled the fire
– – Sacrifices made to inspire
– – – Hard work satisfies desire
– – – – A ladder to heaven
– – – – – Ascending to the stars
– – – – – – Dreams fuelled the fire
– – – – – No stone remains unturned
– – – – Sacrifices made to inspire
– – – A lesson always learned
– – Hard work satisfies desire
– Reward is duly earned

Shared with dVerse’s Quadrille challenge – lift