Sunday, 12 August 2012

Twilight Dawn - Poem of loss at an early age I only loved her for an instant

Twilight Dawn


Wednesday, 8 August 2012

Sunday, 5 August 2012

The Conradictory - Prose for today

The Contradictory

How can I be!
So busy being Lazy.
Or get
Blisters from the freezing cold
Or be
So Cold I’m Hot.
Please explain
The momentum of being still
Or how there is
A something of nothing
I know slow is a speed but what is
The speed of slow motion
I just cant live without
The Love of Hate.
Or
The need for loneliness.
We have all been there
Feeling alone in a crowd
And been cut by
The sharpness of words
The worst of all is
The dullness of pain
And we all know
The sorrow in laughter
I thrive on
The taste of victory
Or when it’s so black you see
The Lights in darkness
We all want to have the
Cheating of death
And we all have felt
The anguish of love
I have yet to get
The smell of success
And held in my hands
The weight of nothing
I have shed
The tears of joy
And the act of
The doing of nothing
I can’t work out
The stillness of a breeze
Or if there really are
The winds of change
I know how hard is
The hardness of soft
And I have designed
The intricately simple
I have also felt
The unease of ease
And known
The successful underachiever
I have never been warmed by
The radiantly happy
Or heard
The silent scream
Or the words in
A garbled breath
Ah! I have been
Flat out doing nothing
But rarely have I been
As happy as pie
Where did it come from
The time has come
And I hope I don’t cut myself with
A sharp intake of breath
And do I need a splint for
The snapping of a temper

Copy write Graeme Hawke 2012

Monday, 30 July 2012

Poem for Today - Running Scared

RUNNING SCARED

Darkness
Running
Scared
Hiding
I can hear the breath on my neck!
Cower
Cry
Taking flight before the dawn light
Pain
Anger
Feet tiring under the weight
Blood
Sounds
Scream
Air racing in and out of my lungs
Shadows
Folowing
Darting
Mocking me at every turn
Why
How
When did I enlist the wrath?
Stairs
Sprint
Spiral
Falling down into a pit
Dark
Dank
Putrid air filled rooms
Insanity
Creeping
Final breath
Death!


Thursday, 26 July 2012

What is Poetry?

Poetry to me is en expression of self and an emotive release of life. The ebb and flow of daily or life experience that follows a few rules or no rules at all.

To Rhyme or not to rhyme ! That is the question!

Well to me as a purist I like rhyme in my poetry as is evedent by my work. But I also like to read the emotion in the words and the rhyme can not be forced. Good poetry flows like silk in the breeze and is written with an air of ease, forced rhyme can be seen and although has the poetic reference lacks humanity and emotion. Good, bad or indifferent emotion it is all good. I have often written prose whilst crying and drooling snot from my face and at other times been in total silence and sullen as well as with my headphones on listening to Dope or Metalica or Mudvane but I must admit my all time fav is the last great Ronny James Dio who was a master of the poetic verse.

Either way poetry should envoke emotion in the reader, I have often cried whilst reading a poem and clapped out aloud to myself! That is poetry in my opinion.

Do I have to rhyme
all of the time

To show you my life
with all its strife

I am not sure you see
But how can this be

Poetry is about you
In whatever you do

There is no reason
To be guided by season

As its what you feel
that makes it real

So go on and try 
You don't have to aim high

Just try I dare you not
Coz once you try you will not stop!



Graeme

Wednesday, 25 July 2012

My Other Blog spot for Novels and Short stories

http://iandawn.blogspot.com.au/

This is my Other Blog spot for Novels and short stories but be warned it is dark and full of horror and fun!

The one stop place for Serial Killings, Murder, revenge, and psychotic behaviour!
Also Sci-Fi and paranormal demons and the dark side!

These are all in my head waiting to be released for your reading pleasure.

If you have an idea for a short story please let me know I love a challenge!!!!!!!