Archive | February 2017

Now You Are A Ghost 

We used to be so close

but now you are a ghost.

Someone I hardly see.

You keep on hurting me.


Interested in yourself

I feel that I am shelved

in convenience for you

picked up when you want to


divulge all of your stress

and your unhappiness.

Never ask how I am,

don’t really give a damn.


Your ego always shuns.

I love you but I’m done.

Won’t beg for attention

I’ll take your rejection.


©Jacqui Slade



Life is a relentless

rotation of seasons

and people. Its mood swings.

We’re all temporary.


©Jacqui Slade 


Clouds have got me spellbound

As they go drifting by

Perhaps they are the ghosts.

Time worn shadows in skies.

In abstract formations

Vague effigies fly

Always otherworldly

Their mystery gratifies.

Evermore they’re dreamy.


©Jacqui Slade


Aggression is deliberate 

with malice intent its conduct,

full of jealousy and hate.

Aggression is deliberate

with purpose to hurt and deflate.

Insidiously it destructs.

Aggression is deliberate

with malice intent its conduct.


©Jacqui Slade


Sometimes life throws a

spanner in the works.

It’s always when you

think you have nailed it


that it wrenches at

your heart, prising it

open, cutting you with

its saw. Often it


will drive you nuts but

don’t bolt to go and

get hammered thinking

you’re in a state of


disrepair. Screw your


All you need is a

toolbox to fix you.


©Jacqui Slade