Pól : Writing

We bleed

We bleed

A Poem by Pól


The silence deafens bursting drums screaming so loudly it explodes into Death. And the spell, broken shuffles its coil, mortally embarrasse..
N'er could be

N'er could be

A Poem by Pól


Pissed when I wrote this, so apologies if its no good.
Slit my throat, please

Slit my throat, please

A Poem by Pól


Tell the monster I'm here awaiting her arrival my throat bare, ready for slitting. Tell her I'm ready andI called her inter alia, a dirty ..
Call me old fashioned

Call me old fashioned

A Poem by Pól


Just a piece of nonsense
The secret reader

The secret reader

A Poem by Pól


I wonder who it is who views my musings but never makes yourself known or tells me what you feel. I hope the words I weave the images I pai..
A whispered silence

A whispered silence

A Poem by Pól


A whispered silence invades that space that empty place that rests between us stinging our eyes pollutingour throats. and then you ask "what ..
Crescendo

Crescendo

A Poem by Pól


I wait and ponder how long it will be before the crescendo descends on me. Stars in the night luminous and bright set out my path to redemp..
Shackles

Shackles

A Poem by Pól


My oh my!I hear you sigh.Worries etchedacross your face.Dear oh dear!the future's clear.Imprisoned in a cageof gold.For goodness sake!a love so fake.T..
Wailing skys

Wailing skys

A Poem by Pól


Shards of light Electric white Splinter the heavenly deluge Transfixed in nocturnal flight Crispy, crackly As brittle leaves underfoot Crunch; ..
Conor, Paul, Ciara, Megan

Conor, Paul, Ciara, Megan

A Poem by Pól


Conor, once so frail,clinging bravely to life.Now, big and stronga fine young man and gentle son.You loved, lost, learnt of grief.Now she watches you ..