Fishing in Cape Breton

Crisp
are the winds
that brought me to you
along the broken path
by the Ocean’s roar.
Jagged
were the rocks
that dangled beneath.
So close
to losing my footing
and slide
towards my demise.
Dangerous drops
rarely lead
to peaceful waters
and yet,
in all my meanderings
I failed to fall.
Rugged
was my resolve
in the hopes
that I too
could balance
on the fine line
that pushes
one foot
after the other
towards
the unknown.
Unfortunate
are those who strive
to maintain happiness
as a constant
instead of a rare pearl.
A thing
to be held close,
cherished
and observed
in moderation.
Happiness
isn’t a fish
you can catch,
but a fleeting moment.
Just breathe it in
and let it go.
Breathe me in…
And let me go.

A few short poems

A collection of short poems that will otherwise go unpublished, so I’m grouping them together here instead. Some of these have previously been posted to Twitter, so apologies if there is a bit of a repetition.

Half Moon Bay

The roar of the Ocean
Rules and narrow margins.
You stole my heart away
When we were in Half Moon Bay.

Morning Commute

Basic bitches in the back of the bus,
Shit sprawled all over the place.
I’ve never understood pumpkin spice lattes,
Maybe it’s the only spice they get in their lives
Future soccer moms and housewives.

(This was undeniably a morning rant)

Montreal

Ice in the night
Looks like latex
Brought to a shine
By an obedient little slave.

Submission

Subservient Subs
Surrendering Subconsciously
to Subliminal Subspace
like the Subspecies Subordinates
they long to be.

Succubus 1

Cry me your soul,
Let my hands slowly deprive you.
Oxygen fleeing, haggard existence
What does it feel like
To know that when you kiss me,
You are kissing death?

Montebello

A colourless day draws on
In cold observation of privilege
By the light of a dozen flames
Patagonia and Gucci abound
Wood, stone, and stained glass
The Succubus laughs silently
As loveless marriages melt away
On this crisp winter’s day

Melt

Time of spring
Icicles turned water
Frozen again
Time to slip

Bard Bits – Innocence

He marvelled at her innocence
Shining through in the darkness
An ethereal light amongst the shadows
Blissfully cradled in his arms
She was his angelic little slut.

Bee Mine

Darkness before dawn
A wasp flies up a mountain
Spread thighs await

Ode to a Fern

Leaning towards dying foliage
Desperate whispers part my lips
“I’ll cherish you forever.”
Fronds amiss, you sink into oblivion

Succubus 2

Create a void in me, so I lose sight
Embrace the upheaval of my thighs
Mountainous strength from beneath
As I erode myself into your world
Eager monster forsaking the gods
Devouring, until only the shell remains

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Loved – Ode to the Sea Pt. 3

Cry me to the Ocean
Accompany my words as they drift
Like sea glass, so beautiful and dull.
Sing me to the Storms
Caress my insecurities as they shift
Like babes sleeping, cradled by the lull.
Feed me to the Undercurrent
Destroy my woes with your gift
Like vultures, picking at the skull.
Take me to the Moon
Reflect on the depth of my tides as they lift
Like jagged rocks, smashing the hull.
Take me to the Edge
Hold my head under, make it swift
Like the drowning man failing to survive the pull.

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Seen – Ode to the Sea Pt. 2

Staring out at your infinite nature
The melancholy of the World
Hits like a wave breaking on the cliffs
Vague memories sink into the abyss
May the fish be their keep

Tides rushing out, like your dying breath
A waning moon rings the end, again
Luck has never been a better actor
In this infinite opera of life and death
Mere misunderstood moments
Brought to life by a laugh, a smile, a touch…
Lest we forget the beloved, cradled in the deep

You’ll be a part of me forever, standing true
A shimmering star, or a déjà vu.
I will always be me,
And you will always be you
No matter how deep the knife cuts
Or how much I break and weep.

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Lost – Ode to the Sea Pt. 1

Increase the murmur of your roar
Unbound force of eternally shifting worlds
Let the tides roll on heartbroken mounds
Banks of tears washed ashore

Your beauty captivates, breathless
Rendering young boys old, and old souls agape
Time immemorial bows beneath your shadows
Power to harness a million mournful moons

Many a few have wasted away in your waters
Embraced by the depths of the unspoken
Cradled softly by the currents
Of old wounds, and songs of solace

Kneeling in your wake, the last respite
Trembling hands, bracing for the breaker
As the rage subsides, glistening in the sun
You’ve taken him back, gentle in your favour

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