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 …

Poems by Marc Carver

SOMEDAYS YOU KNOW YOU ARE A POET Sometimes life amazes you flowers seem brighter you hear special music people dance in the streets sun comes out dogs talk to you people smile at you  and you cant help but think it wasn't like this before life was showing you something else a trick an illusion and now you …

“BAD MAN” and “BAD MAN 2”

By Marc Carver "BAD MAN" You have to be a bad man to be a poet you have to be disturbed you don't even have to know why but know that is why you can and if you ever find out it doesn't really help you or make you a better poet if anything it …

Poem by Marc Carver

I walk out in the street and people smile at me and wave at me what the hell do they do it for I really don/t know but still they do it like I am some champion I just made it out of the house and that is a big thing for me maybe they …