A Pause – 22nd May 2025

Longer days,

a child’s return;

each breath, a moment

of life.


Tranquil dreams,

soft and silent;

shushed to doze, stilled by

slumber.


Soundless sleep,

a peaceful rest;

before the full stop…..

a pause.


Hushed by night,

lulled to the end;

forever resting

in peace.

Another attempt at dVerse Quadrille #224 – quiet, this time inspired by a couple of other existing entries, one from Punam, whose line I reversed in the third stanza and one from Lona, who introduced the Divided Quadrille and so I thought I’d give it a crack!



Maipenrai (ไม่เป็นรัย) – 15th May 2025

Shared with dVerse Poetics: “I Have No Word in English For”. Anyone familiar enough with Thailand will intimately know this phrase. A calm acceptance? There’s nothing to be done? Fuggedaboudit?
I’ve left the phrase ‘nevermind’ like this as Google Translate also maintains it and it obviously references the slacker album from Nirvana.

Nevermind the goings on,
nevermind the things done wrong;
Say it with a smile,
sing it with a sigh;
Nevermind – maipenrai.

Nevermind, not Nirvana
toking on more marijuana;
Swing it up in style
and never question why;
Nevermind – maipenrai.

Nevermind the right or wrong,
the contrarian does not belong;
Sit down for a while,
let the anger pass on by;
Nevermind – maipenrai.

Nevermind the destination,
nevermind your frustration;
Sing your acceptance
so everyone may comply;
Nevermind – maipenrai.

Love Lies – 3rd May 2025

Venus is the odd one out,

rotates clockwise about its axis;

a western sky sunrise!

~ Hellish heat and truly toxic ~

Long, lazy days where

time tests with great temptations

and love lies in rebellion.

A Complex Alliterisen about Venus (planet and God) shared with dVerse MTB


Charlie Zero The Poet Music picks & Reviews #20 and my quick thoughts:

Mopcut – Pretty interesting glitchy electronica in places. Would’ve appealed to me about 20 years ago.

The Vegetable Orchestra – It feels a little like artists these days need some kind of angle. The results here don’t really float my boat but I can understand folks being into and appealing, ‘hey you gotta this album made with vegetables’

MADMADMAD – This is pretty cool and fun. Could definitely see myself enjoying this in a dingy warehouse on an industrial estate somewhere with plenty of neon and flashing lights.

CLD.RĀN – I like the glitch but the other stuff around doesn’t do it much for me. As I’ve said before for this style I usually defer back to Matmos.

PinioL – Ni and PoiL together. Jumped on this from the out. Could’ve been a mess but it’s freaking awesome.

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