The City

Tanka Light on dark waters -A network of sentience,Moving together,Individually felt,Two worlds, existing at once. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what you think in the comments, and of course, give me a follow for more – nice! https://nicecissist.blog Exploring mentalContinue reading “The City”

Deliberate

A poem Vicissitudes of fortune, Teased by reality, Youth wore a mask and cape, Flavour of mortality, I’m not superman, Pill of kryptonite a day, Swallowed with salt water, Gives the doctor their pay, Routine checkups, End up with a shackle, No meat on the bone, Been fed on by the jackal, Having desperate dilations,Continue reading “Deliberate”

Tessellated

Haiku Tessellating waves – Primordial masonry,Set by natures hands. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what you think in the comments, and of course, give me a follow for more – nice! https://nicecissist.blog Exploring mental and physical

Power to the Poet

A Fibonacci poem To Write As the Pen wishes No choice of dishes Politely eat what you’re given. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what you think in the comments, and of course, give me a follow for more – nice!Continue reading “Power to the Poet”

A Letter

A mirrored Fibonacci poem She writes a letter of goodbye, Seals it with a kiss, Tears fall down, But she’s, Now Free He Sees His name By her hand He already knows It’s not going to be good news. I mirrored a Fibonacci to create a syllable count of 8–5–3–2–1–1–1–1–2–3–5–8, to attempt to illustrate theContinue reading “A Letter”

Reality Hits

Palinode to “Dreaming High” Prelude: Dreaming HighMum, said I, can I fly, with the birds in the sky?Yes, you can, before sleep, flap your thoughts, take a leap…Dreamt of wings, woke in bed, feathers dense, guilt in lead.Mum, said I, when birds die, do they fall from the sky? Palinode: Reality HitsMum, said I, asContinue reading “Reality Hits”

Another Morning Star

A nonet poem She is at home in words not spoken,The silence comes with a cute pout,Her wrath is a morning star, Hot, fast, and short to last,Flickered from the past,Those twinkling eyes,Shine on me, Burning,Wrath, Written to contrast Morning Star, a poem about love. This is my second nonet; a nine lined poem withContinue reading “Another Morning Star”

Snapshot: Rottnest Island

Short look + read photograph collections from places I’ve loved enough to capture. Rottnest Island, WA, Australia Rottnest Island is a popular tourist destination located 18km from the Australia mainland via a short ferry ride from Fremantle, Perth. The island has over 22km of cycling tracks, which link spectacular pristine beaches – kick back andContinue reading “Snapshot: Rottnest Island”

A Queen

A ghazal poem My Queens hands which hold my heart squeeze tender,Whilst lips which taste your body please tender, Neck sweat, pepper and spice, busy laneways,The bazaar where merchants try seize tender,Sultry Arabian nights will shiver,At shaking limbs, trembling, moist, tease tender,Moon blushed pale, sharing soft tongues in the dark,Wolves howling, teeth on skin, easeContinue reading “A Queen”

Lug the Legless

A narrative poem Prologue Forsaking I, to fend in the woods,Undertaking trials of great peril,Those Druid, beneath cloak and hood,Caste off to scavenge as a feral,I ran errands for my sacred leader,Listened at his feet as he versed,For my devotion, labelled a feeder,On a sacrifice of blood was cursed,Now, I crawl through the undergrowth,Bone ofContinue reading “Lug the Legless”

An Ugly Son #2

Short prose Find part 1 here Part 2 I thought he hated me because I was different, because the weeping, the laughter, the silence, of my three wretched faces, frightened him – appalled him – I was wrong. It was not that, it was how I so perfectly mirrored my mothers face, shifting, metamorphosing itselfContinue reading “An Ugly Son #2”

In the West

Quadrille poem He sat on his porch,From dawn till dusk,Chewed sunflower seeds,Spat out the husk,With that same ol’ sun,Nurturing yields,On the horizon, Tending the fields,The crop harvested,An empty chair,Sun sets in the West,Seeds in the air. My response to the prompt from dVerse. Quadrille Monday; create a 44 word poem, using the word “seed”. OriginalContinue reading “In the West”

Be the Dragon

Rhymed tanka Don’t try to please sheep,Be the Dragon of the keep, They stand, stare and bleat,Whilst your belly fills with meat,May your castle house riches. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what you think in the comments,Continue reading “Be the Dragon”

Calm Waters

Haiku Will of calm water -Exposes a sunken chest,Of inner treasures. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what you think in the comments, and of course, give me a follow for more – nice!Continue reading “Calm Waters”

Salt on the Path

Haiku Lingering snowfall,Fallen leaves of yesteryear -Salty stay the tears. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what you think in the comments, and of course, give me a follow for more – nice! https://nicecissist.blog Exploring mental and physical

Words of Winedom

Tanka Questioning your worth – When you feel the odd one out, Don’t sell yourself short,In the end, there’s only you,Choose people as you would wine. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what youContinue reading “Words of Winedom”

Wildlife

Wild and Free Versed The wildlife, don’t run in front of my wild-life, My wild wife, will give YOU trouble and strife,A cockney jingle, opposite words mingle,Leave this line single, Just because I can, Thoughtless cognition – a juxtaposition, My wild-life,Don’t run in front of my bees and honey, Keep that disposition sunny!For things willContinue reading “Wildlife”

Edge of the world

Haiku Edge of the day…The edge of the bay,Mountain view, so far away -Reminds me of you.Edge of the world,Tasmania. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what you think in the comments, and of course, give me a follow forContinue reading “Edge of the world”

Electric Seahorse

A narrative poem I won an electric seahorse,From Gypsies at the fair,A Roma women sung to me,Behind onyx black hair,“Born to be free,Over thunderous waves,Roamed happily,Till mans reins did enslave,Caught in a net,Lost upon foreign lands, Now, he’s your pet,Thus fate rests in your hands”Homeward my electric seahorse,To drop it in the tank, It gallopedContinue reading “Electric Seahorse”

Gumtrees

Haibun Van rolling to a gentle stop, not in a hurry, handbrake on, door opens – met by zesty breeze. A new place – small town Tasmania – refreshing. Quaint – with its colonial architecture, painted and preserved with double edged pride – it could be rural England, except, we don’t have mountains like these,Continue reading “Gumtrees”

Folk Heart

A poetry pulsation Callused laymen hands, Dirtied with oil and grime,Sharpen the pencil,To whittle out rhyme,Carving a cadence,Humming whilst hewing,Fashioning fiction,From words that I’m chewing,The pulsing of my blood,Life of my art – I nurse, Untrained, unweaned, on the teat of poetic verse,Style and form adorns,A contemporary rune, Scratching out lettering, Syllables scattered and strewn,AsContinue reading “Folk Heart”

The laundromat

Haibun The laundromat is humming that anaesthetising old tune again. The washing machine says he’s sick of handling other peoples dirty laundry. The tumble dryer is going stir crazy that nobody appreciates his dry wit. I sprinkle some ‘Fresh Frangipani’ powder on the mundane. The concrete floor, washed with a grey gloss, is making meContinue reading “The laundromat”

A Little Chirp

I’m nothing special,Mere man with a mind,I like words written,Versed free, blank or rhymed,Partial to poems,That sing from the page,Birds will fly freely,Left open a cage,Swooping for morsels, Daylight robbery,The perp with the chirpThe crafty birdie,Perched on my shoulder,Tweeting in my ear, Push the pen this way, It makes itself clear,Little creations,It’s having a hoot,WeContinue reading “A Little Chirp”

Drawing Circles

What if life isn’t a linear pathway to death? Most of us non god fearing folk imagine ourselves on a line, from A – B, birth to death. In the depths of the night, sleepless notions draw in and out like the tide, frothing up all the man made crap people throw away. I thinkContinue reading “Drawing Circles”

Teacher

My mother, you taught me to tie laces,Now I walk on trails from my wildest dreams, My father, you showed me how to use tools,I’ve built adventures in nature’s extremes, My brother, you would once look up to me,I learn much from principles in your code, ~Teachers of life, unique style and mode~ To myContinue reading “Teacher”

The Bones

A cacophony of mongrel whines,The hounds gnaw at the bones,Gnarly fingers stroke at matted hairs,Pipes expel their gaping tones,A curdling ring in a set of three,Who calls in at this hour?Old lady joints creak to rise for thee,Worn as ground down flour,Vacant chair bears an entrenched hollow,Many years she sat and watched,As the window paneContinue reading “The Bones”

Harvest Season

A dry, savoury Southern Hemisphere sun, places an empyrean hand on my exposed cheek, almost hot to the point of discomfort, focused on one side, but with demure kisses of crisp autumnal wind tendering dotingly, it’s pleasantly tranquil – today promises to be clement and peaceable. Touches and kisses – A welcomed simplicity,Harvesting breaths, deep.Continue reading “Harvest Season”

Snapshot: Tunxi Old Town

Short look + read photograph collections from places I’ve loved enough to capture. Tunxi Old Town, Anhui Province, China Tunxi Old Street is one of China’s the best persevered, with its traditional buildings, of the Song Dynasty (960-1279 CE), Ming (1368-1644 CE) and Qing (1644-1912 CE) dynasties, showcasing Hui style architecture, well adorned with ornamentation.Continue reading “Snapshot: Tunxi Old Town”

Times of Travel: Mt Kosciuszko

The cold was bitter and spiteful, the type you only know when you’re stood on the side of a mountain in winter. The wind whistled around objects, penetrated every warren, and licked up unwelcomingly around my exposed fingers, as I struggled with zips and mismanaged setting up my splitboard. I was standing just off theContinue reading “Times of Travel: Mt Kosciuszko”

Yearning for reunions

A Limerick from afar, Relax, there’ll always be work aplenty,Drink a beer and treat your body gently. Happy Birthday wishes Dad, From your eldest grown lad,Today, I’ll be missing you intently. Love, Darius I changed a few words from the original I wrote for my Dad, for the benefit of the reader, this version isContinue reading “Yearning for reunions”

Reclaims

Haiku Naked tree crooked -Old man walks by with hunched back,Lays flat in the earth. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. Reach out, let me know what you think in the comments, and of course, give me a follow for more – nice! https://nicecissist.blog Exploring mentalContinue reading “Reclaims”

Mirage!

I enjoyed writing my first sonnet yesterday, so, I wrote another one… Heartbeat sultry, alone in the desert, Your love is a caravan approaching, A nomads flask tipped gratefully, quenching, Lips to lips, thirsting for romances curt, Arid dust clouds gust to breathlessly flirt, Stirred sharp sand lashing, thrashing, entrenching, Pool of haven – mirage!Continue reading “Mirage!”

Sonnet the hedgehog

This is my attempt to give a Petrarchan sonnet a modern world twist. Snatched as prey in an eagles terse talons, New vantage over the landscape, dangling, Boiling up within, gushes a hot spring, Wet feverish lust, fired up neurons, Grey eyes howling, celebrated icons, Scuttling close, heart pierced by scorpions sting, Mortal wounding, beatsContinue reading “Sonnet the hedgehog”

Dreaming High

Mum, said I, can I fly, with the birds in the sky?Yes, you can, before sleep, flap your thoughts, take a leap…Dreamt of wings, woke in bed, feathers dense, guilt in lead.Mum, said I, when birds die, do they fall from the sky? This is my flutter at the prompt by dVerse. This poem usesContinue reading “Dreaming High”

Hai-ku-dos

Guiding hands to teachSenpai swept on Eastern winds –Greek marble endures. I wrote earlier in ‘Today, I bothered’, of wishing to diversify my poetic styles. I thought I would jump in gently – With a haiku… A Japanese poem in a 5, 7, 5 syllable pattern, containing a Kigo – a word or phrase thatContinue reading “Hai-ku-dos”

Today, I bothered

Bright page under-lights,Skin beneath my face,I space, thinking of the chase,To snare the catch, Rifled shot, ringing in my brain,Beastly words gushing from the vein,Beating through fingertips,Bleed spoils of my bother,Spurting black, eyes wide, I hover. I’ll admit, I’m a pretty one dimensional poet. I love rhymes and I don’t really deviate. I would likeContinue reading “Today, I bothered”

No children, no problems

Selfish, or selfless? World population is growing unsustainably. As of time of writing, world population is almost 7.9 billion. I’m rounding up, as based on data released by the UN, there’s 250 births every minute – that’s more than 4 a second – and 131.4 million a year, we’ll be there in a blink. ThatContinue reading “No children, no problems”

Duet

Porcelain promises,Pieces lain broken,Swept into corners,Long lost, unspoken, Pink poisoned lips,Hot spiteful lust,Sweet ceasefire kiss,Cold uncoiled thrust,Harmonies of bladed words,Sing into guts,Operatic precision, Deep melodic cuts,Jagged withdrawal,Two lonely rooms,Resolutions grow distant,In embittered wombs. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there.Continue reading “Duet”

Snapshot: Vancouver

Short look + read photograph collections from places I’ve loved enough to capture. Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada On Canada’s west coast, Vancouver is a sprawling metropolis, bustling with a diverse, multi cultural demographic and Canada’s largest Chinatown, with the highest population density of anywhere in Canada. Its easily navigated via the elevated tracks of theContinue reading “Snapshot: Vancouver”

Goodbye Avery. Hello Mate.

What’s in an original idea – and how far does creative ownership go? Avery Mann, as some of you might have noticed, is a play on Everyman. When I started this blog, I was a little nervous putting myself out there. I felt more comfortable going incognito, so I chose a pseudonym. The meaning behindContinue reading “Goodbye Avery. Hello Mate.”

Snapshot: Melbourne

Short look + read photograph collections from places I’ve loved enough to capture. Melbourne, Victoria, Australia Melbourne, on Australia’s southern coast, with a population on 5 million, is the largest city in Victoria and second most populous in Australia. It’s been an active settlement of the Aboriginal people for over 40,000 years, before being colonisedContinue reading “Snapshot: Melbourne”

Blocked

“People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.” Albert Einstein Time piece on my wrist, Time piece on my wall,Time is everywhere,Yet there’s no time at all,Presentism is where we are,Stuck in our current state,In Possibilism, past and present exist, ButContinue reading “Blocked”

Snapshot: Hongcun Village

Short look + read photograph collections from places I’ve loved enough to capture. Hongcun Village, Anhui Province, China Together, with the nearby town of Xidi, Hongcun Village is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, known for its well preserved medieval Chinese architecture. Photographs by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would loveContinue reading “Snapshot: Hongcun Village”

Snapshot: Xidi Village

Short look + read photograph collections from places I’ve loved enough to capture. Xidi Village, Anhui Province, China Together, with the nearby town of Hongcun, Xidi Village is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, known for its well preserved medieval Chinese architecture. Photographs by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would loveContinue reading “Snapshot: Xidi Village”

Feathered

Wind captures wings, Lifts up to see the things, That most people only see, In photographs and on tv, Metal birds up in the sky, When dreaming high… Means more than just sleeping on planes… Counting clouds beyond the windowpane. Wind captures wings, Fly the nest to see the things, Above cerulean reflections of theContinue reading “Feathered”

Eliza

Young life, ember burning bright, So jealous was the night, That it choked out your flame, Families sit in darkness, A long and barren starkness, Lives that will never be the same. Original poem by © Darius the Mate What is life without community? I would love to connect with other nicecissists out there. SeeingContinue reading “Eliza”

Unconscious resolutions

Nocturnal thoughts coo from the past, In the twilight of my waking hour, To lay upon the palate, Spoon fed on morsels sour, Unforgotten grievances morph heinously, In slumber, shapes of familiar faces jitter, Me awake, with a pinch of saltiness, And an essence flavourfully bitter, I slip back beneath my eyelids, Drawing shut theContinue reading “Unconscious resolutions”