Wreck/Dainty/Korola

Smaller pieces written spontaneously in reaction to experiences. Wreck/ a very windy day in Portstewart. Dainty/ watching my cat. Korola/ empathising with a sugar cube.

Wreck 42

An empty vessel clambers the sea.
The captain is gone, he ceases to be.
Drowned with his title, his pride and his gold;
His thoughts obsolete, and his legend untold. 

10/09/13

Dainty 49

Animals 

are

short cuts

to 

reality. 

10/09/13

Korola 22

I'm slowly dissolving,
day by day,

Inside this salt water

of mediocrity,

I fester and become my surroundings.
My thoughts are no longer my own.

Our thoughts are no longer our own. 

26/05/13

Reviews

[Maskedthoughts]

I don't know what it is about these poems but I find them to be captivating. They're short yet hold so much, I love the rhyming and the structure and just everything about them. Great work!

[Abyrdun]

Your words are greatly appreciated. A real confidence booster, right there. Thanks so much!