No Exit and Hope

By Marc Carver No Exit I search for a door a way out but can't seem to find it not even sure if it is locked or if I have a key to open it and escape. Not even sure if it is in the dark or in the light but I know that I …

Dante’s Circles

By Marc Carver It scares me how much life goes around and around in a circle. You live it once then years later the exact same thing happens again. And you react to it in exactly the same way. It is almost as if you are powerless against yourself. Who you are never goes away. …

Burgess and Other Poems

By Marc Carver Burgess I drove to the top of the hill the one with the school at the top parked the car and watched the sun go down put the radio on and listened to the classical music window down waving my arms I had never even heard it before later found out it …

I Keep Looking at Her

By Marc Carver I keep looking at her. I can't take my eyes off of her and she is looking straight at me as if I was the only man in the world. How I wish I could touch her or speak to her but I can't. So I just keep looking and breathing in …

Two Poems by Marc Carver

LOVE I want to write poems in the sky so everyone can see them they could only be about love there is nothing else worth saying. surreal I see you there eyes shining pretty round face. You are looking at me but your looking says nothing. I see you are under a bed or couch. …

Poems by Marc Carver

GIVE ME A REASON I have the same feeling I had before the covid people would walk away from me or look at me strangely or worry when I got too close to them only now they make it more obvious and now they have a real reason Not me I listen to the neighbours …

A Poem by Marc Carver

I think about whether I should put this out into the world just one more just one more. Even if I only send it to one person just one more just one more. So people can see that I am an artist, I can create still just one more just one more but I have …

These Little Men

By Marc Carver   I don't care about the people who have lied to me, all little people, trying to hold onto the little that they have in life that they think is a lot. People are happy to lie to you when they think you are on top because they want to be where …

Prelude

By Marc Carver   There is no passion no joy no soft music in the night. It has all gone I have no idea where it went perhaps it was never there all an illusion a trick. The air tastes of ash and I thought I had a Wordsworth poem right where they had it …

Peps

By Marc Carver   People never disappoint you I don't know why now after all this time it upsets me the way it does you know what they will do before even they do it. Perhaps my thoughts make them do it but I don't think so it is their nature that is what makes …