Can I be both
the center and
the ray

the middle
and the outskirts

and is this longing why
it hurts so much

and why you asked me
to expand?

Pedals of a rose
slowly open to expose
beauty to behold

             Kelly McManus

At times I write
just to spite you
things so vile and crass and tasteless
so blatantly untrue and baseless
that you seethe with anger
grind your teeth
in sheer frustration
of this juvenile behaviour
absolutely lacking in rhyme
I chime
Out of place and without reason
As a deliberate act of treason
against good judgement

Yesterday
I was looking forward
To
Today

Tomorrow
I will look back
At
Today

Today
I will make me proud
Of
Today

The only thing I want is
to see you smile,
as this is
how I remember you
when I first met you
on that gloomy
rainy day.

All I remember
is your touch,
a distant and
the only memory
of you.