On The Rocks

On The Rocks short poem

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I’ve blown some rocks and now I’m chillin’,
An’ around my head my thoughts are swillin’,
It’s a warmin’ cool without a doubt,
So good when lighten’d up an’ mellow’d out.
In dear drugs I find solace, not cheap friends!
Think, am I sinkin’ or do I ascend?
Sweet instrument of my inspired song.
Find I harmony or discordant harm, dear bong?
Can I be sinkin’ or do I transcend?
Are dear drugs true solace or just cheap friends?
It’s life’s sad truth, but I know that you’ll find,
Our true pleasures are all in the mind.
If we can feel, but not touch what we find.
Then, how can pure lust truly be denied?
How can we establish true defences?
We’re all lost to the realms of the senses.
It’s life’s sad truth, but I know that you’ll find.
Our true pleasures are all in the mind.

 

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Malcolm Massiah

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I am a writer. I am shy. I started writing poetry in my youth. I first performed in 1987 at the Avon Poetry Festival along side Bertel Martin of the Bristol Black Writers Workshop, supporting Benjamin Zephaniah.I gave my last poetry performance in 1992 at the Arnolfini gallery Bristol, supporting Labi Siffre during Poetry month.In 1998 for a year, I became the Resident Poet at Bristol Evening Post.I haven't written much since then but in 2014 I began exercising my rusty hand writing sonnets. I hope to continue writing in the coming year.
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