New Poetry by Scottish Writer DS Coremans #FoDiByLi Tuesday 27 July 2021 Senryu - WordsI sometimes say thingswords I do not mean to saythese words expected.2021©DSCoremans Villanelle - “I’m fine.” Wearing a face which looks like mine; yet I do not recognise this as me. I hear my voice say the words: “I’m fine.” The... Continue Reading →
New Poetry by Scottish Writer DS Coremans #FoDiByLi Monday 26 July 2021 Senryu - Score the PageI score the pages,as though my pen is a blade;my bloody battle.2021©DSCoremans Villanelle - Lines On the Page There are lines upon the page from words and shapes I drew before; the deepest lines are filled with rage. Where I... Continue Reading →
Senryu - AnticipationDo you feel anxiousDo you feel the tension climbAnticipation2020©DSCoremans Villanelle - Anxious Of course I am anxious. It’s only natural; anyone would feel like this. I felt the morning place a kiss, while sleep kept me still. So, of course, I am anxious. A task fulfilled is thankless if it is done against... Continue Reading →
It’s been a while since I wrote a sonnetIn truth my confidence took a hard knockAs I realised I could barely talkAbout work without giving up on it Not for want of working, far from it;But having run, I find I have to walk.Or I will risk my place within the flockAs I try to... Continue Reading →
I haven’t done much in the way of writing this month, at least writing that has been intended for sharing. I did however start the year; that is already rushing in, with a great deal of creative energy by taking part in a very exclusive night of writing alongside one of my favourite writing companions,... Continue Reading →
Should I wish myself thin;Should I beg to be rich?Should I cheat so I win;Should I act like a bitch? Should I throw in the towel;Should I rely on fate?Should I sleep like an owl;Should I go to bed late? Should I cry when I’m sad;Should I smile when I’m happy?Should I yell when I’m... Continue Reading →
Even when awake, I see he sleepwalks;he tries so hard to move from day to day,but his barriers never go away.He tries so hard to hide it when he talks; if people saw the truth they would be shockedthat behind the laughter, smiling and playis a man who from his own path has strayedand now... Continue Reading →
I feel today like Icarus. Though I found my wings with them I have flown too high, too fast and with no heed to that which lies beneath me. Now as the wax melts, and my feathers float from my arms one at a time. I see each one and acknowledge how far it has... Continue Reading →
Temptation is there If I asked, what would happen Ruined illusion
