Category: Ink

Poems about writing, dreaming and craft

Eraser

On By Storm Cloud KittyIn Ink, PoetryLeave a comment

You speak as if you
Are the only fact,
As if your word is
The one worth hearing.
Your perspective so
Crooked and swollen
It eats us all, our
Poor truths forgotten.
I don’t know how to
Form an opinion
Righteous enough to
Defeat your madness.
But apathy flaming,
So angry I’m scalding.
I have my history
And I have my legends
My stories run swiftly,
I’ll stand and replace you.
You forget
I am human too.
You forget
that I am not you.

All rights reserved – Alicia Fitton 2017

picture by Alexas_Fotos

If you liked Eraser, read Hope – An old Campaigner

Not putting up with this shit!

On By Storm Cloud KittyIn Ink, Poetry4 Comments

A paper storm to sink your myths
These false doctrines which prophets sip
They tell me how they see me wrong
My rage will strip and shame this song
The tracks of tears that burned my heart
The sting of salt, of bitter smart
They shut me down and turn the screw
I’ll bite my lip and bleed for you
We’ll muscle in and steal the truth
We’ll write our song and burn the roof
A paper storm to shred their myths
What use is life without the risks

All Rights Reserved – Alicia Fitton 2017

If you liked this, try Hope – An Old Campaigner

No, thank you!

On By Storm Cloud KittyIn Ink5 Comments

These flowered verses have no pull
Upon my heart, they’re over full
Of pallid couplets, twee and dull
Your talk of sunsets makes me ill.

I will not be your goddess muse
upon a pillar; swift to bruise,
Yourself with Keats, do not confuse,
My life’s my own concern to choose.

I care not for your bleeding heart,
Your wound for Calliope’s art,
So grow a pair! You useless fart
And from my timeline, please depart.

All Rights Reserved, Alicia Fitton 2016

If you liked this poem, read Moorland (Betrayed)

Insubstantial

On By Storm Cloud KittyIn Ink, Missing You, Poetry3 Comments

There’s a space on the page
A pause and a breath
The length unknown
Forever?
Or just a moment dawning?
A heartbeat gone?
A change felt
From then to this,
From you to us?
The press of air against my back
Substantial and heavy
The silence oppressive
Write what you will
Scribble me out
Again.
Always.
Empty.

All Rights Reserved – Alicia Fitton 2016

If you liked Insubstantial, read Radio Silence

Cross Word

On By Storm Cloud KittyIn Ink, Poetry, Truth and LiesLeave a comment

Bitter shouts
comments aside
12 down, begins with A
Divining rod measures your meaning
Our gaps hidden within the words
Ennui
The silence is spoken, broken, fragmented
The bones are picked, the blisters unburst.
Fear of consequence, terror of truth
Monologues written on the cave of our hearts
Cryptic clues
Return to start,
Don’t speak, don’t hurt, just bury it deep
Beware the scars the truth might leave.
Beware the answers written first.

All rights reserved. Alicia Fitton 2016

If you liked Crossword, read Sea Witch