Marshall : Writing

Viva la Vivaldi!

Viva la Vivaldi!

A Poem by Marshall


SpringThere is synchrony in all thingsNature nurturesBalances beauty to the beholderFocus as you follow the footsteps of springIts dew, its rain, its ..
[ Behind the wide-eyed chiselled face ]

[ Behind the wide-eyed chiselled face ]

A Poem by Marshall


Behind the wide-eyed chiselled faceThe wings I couldn't seeThe words she spoke were wisdomDevoid of vanityI liked the way she laughed and wonderedAt e..
Spiralling Passion

Spiralling Passion

A Poem by Marshall


We don’t know whether we are connectedto heaven or hellyet we can move effortlesslybetween these two domainstaking with us those bits and pieces..
Where have you been all my life?

Where have you been all my life?

A Poem by Marshall


The separation was no more than continents of CirceApollo and Atlantis hidden under veilsof age and vintage, years of waiting for the wineto mellow an..
Impossible to Ignore

Impossible to Ignore

A Poem by Marshall


Why was it that I searched for symbols in every linelooking deeper than the surface for fragments of youscattered diamond like in the dust of words?Wh..
Charred Memories

Charred Memories

A Poem by Marshall


Ok-God, I've landed here 3 suitcasesfull of charred memoriesnights in the bawdy house, late night revelries,poems soaked in syrup, roses that never go..
Paper Jungle

Paper Jungle

A Poem by Marshall


I once lived in a paper jungleconquered by post-it notesand formulas for livingthat didn't make sense.Soon the paper tigerscame out of hidingwith memo..
Paper-clip Memories

Paper-clip Memories

A Poem by Marshall


I could have stapled your hearton the right hand corner of this pagewritten you abundant versesor smoldered in absolute rageInstead I wrote you a poem..
The moment

The moment

A Poem by Marshall


Spell binding tick tockwords in animation slowed down to dripdrop- candy coloured emotionhello is it you?yes it isyour accent is strange! ha ha!Please..
Driving Down Country Road.........

Driving Down Country Road.........

A Poem by Marshall


The wind whistles past the songs delicate trumpet hazesizzling between words of wonder, awed at loveand its any splendored languages, cruise controlst..