Author Archives: Room7

Stop, halt, no go You call out But they do not stop No, they go on Hey It is not right You know you need to fight Call out Stop Try to catch an eye Shout loud But they do … Continue reading →

Leaving Manchester for the last time Window wound down a crack Head resting, sun reflecting The journey home Rainclouds; typically gathered On the edge of things Any minute now that blast of summer Showers will pass  You are ready, bags … Continue reading →

The pull of her liquid eyes And you are enraged She is infected with sighs Diseased by that desired A classic sign of craving What she should not want. Now a promise; behaving You enter the détente You maintain a … Continue reading →

Annoyed Bitter Enraged Irate Impassioned Indignant

Lady calling out as was (Seven letters) Mine’s a pint of… (Six letters) Dan and 4 out of 5 in green are all mixed up (Seven letters) First person gives a grade (Five letters) Ardor is within an abbreviated being … Continue reading →

You speak in the code of silence Her stupidity your licence The trigger; her own sin An idiotic lack of discipline She needs to learn the gift Of less is more, that thrift Will see her through this What’s lost … Continue reading →

I fell into the trap of modern technology The arrogance and immediacy of response The filter not set Now I regret A temptation I should have known to avoid A need for speed and preference for words Better not said … Continue reading →

she runs again after the winter of discontent after the dissatisfaction of stillness the girl born to fidget and flight runs again night running the frigid twist of bitter chill from the air, fills her lungs, as she runs, she … Continue reading →

The fates find you for me The fragile filigree Of emotion forms At first fascinating We are finally joined The thirst of our eyes Thrills through our flesh We are united, we are one Your displaced hate grows, Destroys, replaces … Continue reading →

lost here without you last winter frost on window warmed by memory