The Poetry Police The Poetry Police paid a visit last night Drop the pen and nobody gets hurt! They only come when I put out the light There’s no need for handcuffs! They’re too tight! They said they’d received an alert The Poetry Police paid a visit last night One thing is clear: they’re not … Read More

Poetry in Pie This is what nature teaches: Time drifts quickly by But for today we feast on peaches There is poetry in pie Last year brought unwelcome weather Peaches in short supply Which made their juices so much better There is poetry in pie It could be a metered sonnet A haiku or just … Read More

Day upon day the rain gray not easingRoads submerged sheep, pigs and cattle were drownedThe river claimed where wheat once ruled the groundWe watched the water our hearts were freezingAscend the cellar stairs air decreasingWind on the walls, rage on the roof that soundSaid you’re going down dark never be foundI blessed myself knelt and … Read More

It’s not that dark before the dawn It’s not that dark before the dawnAstaire and Rogers could not dance I will not miss you when you’re gone Mozart’s life went on and onThere’s not a decent bakery  in FranceIt’s not that dark before the dawn My yard is greener than your lawnDonald Trump never rantsI will … Read More

“Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.” Scout, To Kill a Mockingbird One does not love breathing It is simply done One does not love evening It is simply setting sun One does not love cooking It is simply the next meal One does not … Read More

In Beatle boots, we walked tallNew recruits to John and PaulRingo George Twist and ShoutNo one more Fab Four devout Ably armed with crazy coolAn Iowa farm in LiverpoolAn angry mother gave us a thrill“You and your brother…” we knew the drill  Yeah Yeah Yeah Heals high high school hallsCould not deny we had ballsThis … Read More

He had a gift for melody, boyish voiceBut sometimes it was hell to be himHis mental health could leave him no choiceBut to go dark and stay within Schizophrenic and manic depressedWithout art he could not get throughHe wrote and drew like someone possessedWhich was quite often true Don’t play cards with SatanHe’ll deal you … Read More

Matthew Wong  1984-2019 Tourettes, depressionHe spoke of the presence The devil dusk to dawn His left us a confessionHis art distilled an essenceOf why we can’t go on A theme oft returning One figure barely thereA landscape vivid vast Melancholy yearningPalette as prayerLoneliness will last Throughout November I am writing a poem every day as part of … Read More