Poems from Stuart Bright
Boredom slowly creeps upon me,
Like a fog on top a hill.
My eyes start glazing over,
My brain is standing still.
I’m trying to take notice...
Ink
Quickly the ink spreads, running across the pages.
Making sense within their lines, keeping records through the ages.
Each dotted...
A Strangers Bravery
There is so much pain and suffering,
For a land that should be free,
So much death and anguish,
For a place that many...
Darkness
Darkness; continuous, deep, perpetual darkness.
Constant. Soulless. Empty dark space.
It laps at the edges, frayed edges of my...
Love and Lies
The feeling in my chest,
Is one I’ve felt before.
All so easy to notice,
Not so easy to ignore.
It tightens up your...