Lockdown – Smith Shine Poetry

we touch the unseen

In these peculiar times I realise every action counts, as this wave in me mounts and mounts. It’s unclear to see what’s rising with the sun from over the horizon, nor what to me you even mean. But I do know together ‘we touch the unseen’.

Liberate me

Shrouded in the smoke its silver cloud i wish to float away though here i’m succumbed nothing free not she not me, stroke my heart and help me fight, as i lose the light from the dark of night, liberate me from this state of mind liberate me from this place in time.

Remembering

Feels like I’ve been here so long, so I strain to think back to when things weren’t so wrong. But all I see is my hands cuffed in a sweatbox, so I strive even harder, trying to forget about locks. No! I’m in a cold court cell, and like a scared snail, I retreat aloneContinue reading “Remembering”

like a gorilla in the zoo

There used to be this gorilla, in Southport zoo! And what a grumpy gorilla, he was too. Sit all day behind that dirty rotten screen. All the kids would bang, pull faces, quite frankly, be mean. How I used to wind that poor gorilla up, eating, sleeping, shitting in that hut. It was 1991 orContinue reading “like a gorilla in the zoo”

Angels Of Mercy (NHS)

The enemy came raging, waging war on us all. with no defence, for us they did not stall. Destroying from inside, our cells as it’s host, in their bravery we heard no boast. Angels of mercy we are grateful for your grit, the nations indebted, you make each proud to be a Brit. In thisContinue reading “Angels Of Mercy (NHS)”

Keeping Faith

I am unsure why when I am alone in this cell, I start to dwell on heaven and hell. Much I have lost within these four walls, lost, gone. Insignificant to all. Wanting right now as my mind is dense, In this hole, this hole of belligerence. Salvation from above can it really rescue me,Continue reading “Keeping Faith”