Ode to tinnitus
Jan 27, 2022
silence no more … More Ode to tinnitus
Category: Poem
Collection of my own poems
Ma wurdz
Jun 21, 2021
It’s how ah think … More Ma wurdz
Post Code
Oct 3, 2020
I am guilty because of a
post code … More Post Code
Pause
Jul 14, 2020
Selah, Just a moment, Time out, Reflection, Consideration, Marinate, Recalibrate, Set off again © Stuart Patterson 2020 This POST is part of a wider collection to show the journey that would eventually lead me to the cross of Jesus Christ, my personal redemption, and my journey of faith afterwards. If you would like to know … More Pause
Next…
Dec 4, 2019
So much more I could sayabout everything from those days,the times at the shops hardly touchedwith hands out, but laughingfor cash for the drugs. Or snowball fights with the men in bluewho wore black, but anyhoo.The long weekends in Maryhill nickcos Baird Street was full (hmm that don’t stick). The bundles of tems hid behind … More Next…
Leg kicks
Dec 2, 2019
last time it was barbed pulling my skin ripping and tugging blood from there … More Leg kicks
Prisoner
Oct 2, 2019
“let me entertain you” rang outthe words of the song.I was sitting at mykeyboard, watchingand waitingonthecur-sordo-ingitsmag-ic.Myeyesweredrawnto the box in thecorner that Robbie sang out from.My mind was locked on the screen,now caught up with his imaginationrather than my own. Out of thecorner of my eye thecursor furiously blinked,try-ingtore-capt-uremygaze,but it had lostthe battle. I was now … More Prisoner
He saw ME
Aug 15, 2019
Jesus stopped for Bartimaeus‘ cry Turned for the woman with an issue of blood Looked up for Zacchaeus Crossed a storm-ravaged lake for the man in the graveyard (well the man’s mum never called him Legion) He travelled days for Lazarus Went to the pool for the cripple Touched the leper AND healed him Fed … More He saw ME
Piece n chips
Jun 20, 2019
As wee bites go, ye cannae wack The awesomeness of a Scots snack Whether deep fried Mars, or battered ice cream Us Scots know whit eating food really means But for the purpose aw this wee trip A want tae tell ye aboot ma piece n chips Ye know doon in Wales, when in TC … More Piece n chips
ACYO
Jun 19, 2019
“Innocent as hell, Innocent as hell and it’s not a lot of fun being here. I can see a few faces I’d rather see, be a few places I’d rather be than here. The judge says, “down you go boy, not to be seen for five years”, he says, … More ACYO
Completing the tenner
Jun 15, 2019
Many are the choices we deem to make, in the hope of a different path we might take. And most often the fruit, not what we need, with choices mostly steeped in selfish greed. But one day it comes, a crossroads is reached, confusion, bewilderment, what way is the breach? One choice, and life’s journey … More Completing the tenner
Murder
Jun 6, 2019
Alcatraz San Francisco across the Bay. The sea, the prison bars. and, cellmate. Raining outside hostility inside. Angry and sad. To be free again. My book- it’s my escape whilst in here. He damaged it. Anger thickens the air already tight in this 5×9. Murder! Alcatraz My cellmate at window. Concrete and sweat Fill the … More Murder
52 Free (drugs or life)
Apr 13, 2019
ALL I WANT is normality And yet you give me smack but dress it up As a cure to make you feel better … More 52 Free (drugs or life)
Awfulthenticity (or the fear of being real)
Apr 2, 2019
“Let’s be real, people,
that other people
might see people
that help them be
REAL people.” … More Awfulthenticity (or the fear of being real)
Journalism
Mar 11, 2019
Turning it out day after dayThe things going onThe games people playUnbiased and neutral,Balanced and fairWell, so they claimWhat can we sayAbout the journalism game Do a report, but take out YOUR heartIts not rocket scienceYeah, but it is an artTo tell the truth in a factual wayC’mon now guysGet doing it – todayWith balance … More Journalism
mole
Feb 16, 2019
Just a mark on my right sided cheekshowing up when I was about three,to be honest, I don’t think too much of itIt came out, showed up, and all day just sits So what, it’s like a dirty markkeeping my cheekSo what’s it like, this big brown stainHow does it feel, does it cause painWhen … More mole
Birthing
Jan 6, 2019
The innerexpress-ion of theheart, impreg-natingthemindgiving breaththrough vocabularyand orderingatoms on atoms into anan expression on paper thatother eyes may caress tenderly.Confused mess unravelling be-fore me, the pen takes overa mind of its own. Seem- ing to make sensewherethere is none, on-ly neur-ons bum-ping and baking. My eyes read what my brain con-ceived throughmy hand. Did I, … More Birthing
The Box
Dec 30, 2018
…My head it runs through / what I should do… … More The Box
Those walls
Dec 26, 2018
It was the scratches that did it. Screams writing in time, recording history’s horrible hatred as desperation grapples to escape man’s inhumanity to man, and woman, and child. It wasn’t the hair, or the shoes or the trinkets, or laces or the piled bunks in rooms crammed tight with pain and suffering, foreshadowing what was … More Those walls
Black Umbrella
Nov 20, 2018
Just a clown walking through the pale grey concrete shrine to movement . Multicoloured cap and over- sized shoes framing the exaggerated tree contained between their colours. Every step met with derision and laughs as he gripped his black umbrella, finding strength in its handle. His eyes darted around looking for refuge and fell on … More Black Umbrella
Completing the Tenner 