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Category Archives: Poetry

Mike Hampton’s poetry expresses emotions into birds, bees and razor blades.

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The truth may be bitter but sharing it is sweet!
21st Oct 2019 by mikehampton Posted in Poetry Tagged free download, poetry, Black Book, Wicked Mike

Requiem for Love & Sex

Mike Hampton Posted on 7th Apr 2018 by mikehampton1st Nov 2020
requiem for love and sex

Tonight, I’ll visit Death. For days I’ve sensed the arrival of this juncture but only realised the precise time a few minutes ago. Knew it as I climbed the last flight of stairs, ten steps in all – a countdown i counted… ten, nine… and then so soon- three, two, one- -to where I’m sliding my guilty key into the iron gate’s lock. The rooftop is my special place. I will miss my stony friend. A glitter of stars ensure that I know which way to fall. The wind tugs … Read the full article…

The truth may be bitter but sharing it is sweet!
Posted in Poetry | Tagged suicide, death, love, sex, requiem, short story

Even Humans Explode!

Mike Hampton Posted on 7th Apr 2018 by mikehampton13th Aug 2018
even humans explode

I fell into the sky of Knysna when it opened I love being wet and, for a while, being part of this town; cold yet safe, in vacuum yet liberated, one part of its 80,000 …surprisingly alive! I’m a cloud taxiing on the runway of the Garden Route I’m the clarity in consciousness because I know where I’ll be next I’m just a raindrop waiting quietly to explode… …at home.

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Posted in Poetry | Tagged love, Knysna, Garden Route, rain, raindrop, explode, humans

The Prize

Mike Hampton Posted on 7th Apr 2018 by mikehampton14th Aug 2018
The Prize - tree with leaf

My mind would’ve seen you if my eyes were blind; the snatches of lipped smile and shouting breasts arresting me to the sexual swatting of fly and the ill-confident prayer for a mounting music where You and I compose the life and crowd Introduce rituals expected and enacted Exhibition saddles the safe of inhibition so that I’m visiting within you and you in me Discoveries in sweaty adult worded nothings granted respect by fleshy objects with strings The feeling floats that we’re bugs on blissing bloom and so committed are … Read the full article…

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Posted in Poetry | Tagged love, relationship, alone, apart, disillusion, prize

Saluting You (The Small Business Owner)

Mike Hampton Posted on 7th Apr 2018 by mikehampton11th Aug 2018
brave small business owners south africa

Electricity surges like only electricity can Rates make a date with government like only government can The politicians fight in a way that makes no difference to my brother’s drug addiction, my daughter’s primary school fees, my matriculating son’s future or my stressed spouse’s opinion of me Yet I open the doors to my business everyday… plotting revised adverts and word of mouth specials to locals in the same position as me whilst wondering which staff member I will have to let go next, maybe someone in worse position than … Read the full article…

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Posted in Poetry | Tagged small business, challenge, recession, economy, unemployment, small business owner

I call me Bitch but Mom calls me Claire

Mike Hampton Posted on 7th Apr 2018 by mikehampton1st Nov 2020
drug rehab suffocation paranoia

A touch of paranoia keeps me safer than logic, she said. Suffocation and bleeding are fine so long as I’ve got the best view. I’ve travelled the longest distance but it wasn’t across the heart but the fall before and thereafter, where the weight of pain is fatter than any goddamn, fleshy fantasy. I’ve done words and drugs like fucking and dying. I know the mirror’s truth even when kissing the daemon’s lies. I’m the ultimate yo-yo girl, spinning in my head again, the fiction and the friction between the … Read the full article…

The truth may be bitter but sharing it is sweet!
Posted in Poetry | Tagged Clair, rehab, drugs, identity, bitch

Marshmellow Life

Mike Hampton Posted on 7th Apr 2018 by mikehampton1st Nov 2020

This will be hard. Are you ready for it?” he asked. “I was born ready,” she said. But her giggle gave her away so he asked, “Do you like marshmallows?” “Oh yeah! I love sweet things,” she said. I want you to imagine a giant one… as big as your garden.” “Gosh,” she giggled. “That’s a BIG fucking marshmallow!” “And it’s going to get bigger ’cause you’re going to visualize walking through it, every single day, on your way to work.” “Golly gosh,” the young thing emphasized. “That’s like trying … Read the full article…

The truth may be bitter but sharing it is sweet!
Posted in Poetry | Tagged life, challenge, marshmellow

Creeders

Mike Hampton Posted on 7th Apr 2018 by mikehampton1st Nov 2020
creeders - post apocalypse

An early thought for a sci-fi story… They were more than clay and river. Chaos raced in their bones and was subdued. They were the self- appointed in a stormy age of pain and fear. Creation rebelled. Adults sank into victims or sinners. Children bled children. Minds spat disease into begging minds. Violence begot unreason. The earth hurt and the sky cried pestilence. A secret history. A shame made forgotten. Healing desires lies and sacrifice. And that’s how it was. A world that forgot itself. But they were believers, of … Read the full article…

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Posted in Poetry | Tagged Creeders, sci-fi, apocalypse

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