Gord

2026-09-30 05:17 am

William fell as his mother wished,
No more hugs, from brother Bill,
No more love, under auburn hair.

Will she find him in drug addiction?
She hopes, She will,
Upper lip quivers, then under it.

Being alone, being different,
Feelings like triumph, glory,
Joy, will turn to sadness,
Succumb to wickedness,
Never to be reclaimed.

Just like her boy is never coming home again.

Gord

2026-09-30 02:39 am

Irony being lost, 
Like a child talking.
Cronos, to gods, 
Phobos, to mars, 
Either way, 
Inside, we lose who we are. 

Women in bands,
Drumming of hands,
When did the doldrum begin?
By the future, to the past, 
Like a life in idle hands.

Gord

2026-09-04 07:20 pm

Forgive me,
For being weak at times,
For really having fights,
I know, it's not right,
But I'll own what is mine.

Believe me, 
Scream, cry,
But stay entwined,
We still have time.

And I'll believe in you,
Like god believes in christ.

Gord

2026-09-04 06:59 am

Meaning, less meaning,
Dreamers, dream dreamscapes. 
Day succeeds evening, 
Like nightlife succeeded. 
People, like we, 
Beings, replaced.

Storm, give way to rain, 
Beauty, like rainbows, 
Under sky you can paint.

Gord

2026-07-21 07:28 pm

Whiter upon the mirror face,
While rubbed upon, bitter taste,
Why, are you so irritated?
You will never see them as I see them,
Dull, sullen and grey.

Wool, spun into braid.
What else should I say?
I envy everything you have,
Even if you gave it away.

Writer, upon feeling erase,
Like graphite filled veins,
I have everything to give,
And I can give it away.

White, upon the fearing caste,
While rubbed upon, bitter taste,
Why? The fear of being placated,
Like rubber farms treat waste.

Gord

2026-06-30 05:49 am

Grumble, mumble, crunch.
A stubborn muscle,
Says one brain,
One to the other.

In a world of abundance,
I chose cannabis subculture,
Not getting high, 
Just shut the fuck up,
And go away. 

Younger brother lost,
I guess in a world full of lexicon,
You never expect a clown like me
To insult and beg them on.

In a world full of choices,
I always chose but one.

I would never again lose something,
That means so much.

I love you, despite being gone.
I love you, despite weak response, 
Despite my still beating heart,
Like my blood had been robbed.

In a world full of choices,
I always choose but one.
I would never lose again something,
That means so much.

Gord

2026-06-18 03:27 pm

Never look a fish hook in the mouth,
And never have any doubt,
I'm fighting my way back home.

But,
Like radiative waves, 
I'm mostly out...

And I'll never own a house.
And I'll never have a spouse, 
And I'll never upturn her frown. 
Like oceanic waves, 
I'll mostly drown, 
And I'll never bank on being saved. 

And I'll never look at a fish hook another way,
Like the metal corrodes my face,
I slowly resolve and stay,
And as it pulls me under,
I'll let it take me away.

Gord

2026-05-06 02:35 pm

Look to the sky:
So cool, white.
Like the moon at night, 
You, in suit and tie, 
People, when they die.

Being alive will prove me right...

Look to the interstice:
So cool, divine,
Like the moon in the sky.
You, think of yourself highly,
I fear I'll be alone at night.

Where does that leave you and I?
Basically we are two vampires...

Look, I may not know what's right:
You say you've died,
Like the sun at night,
or women when they cry.

For advice, I apologize, 
This time you'll be standing by,
The light, I feel, will take your life.

Gord

2026-04-01 09:22 pm

What matters most,
When paddling boats?
Loneliness,
A partner to boast.

What matters most, 
When seeing a coast?
Hopelessness,
Nowhere to go home.

Eternity, being alone,
Mercury, being exposed,
Attorney, being ignored,
Even in war, theatrics unfold, 
Even when seeking reform.

Gord

2026-04-01 08:32 pm

Your friend talked, 
You saw my disgust.
How could you? It wasn't.

I still called you drunk,
Two thirds of what I thought,
I should have called you hot, 
I should have told you what I wanted.

Instead you talked until I fell apart,
I realized your better off,
That we could never be in love.

Your friend talked, 
You tried to get her to stop,
Honestly I wanted more, 
But I wasn't being honest.

I was trying to be myself...

Instead you talked,
I realized you are better off,
That you would see things I never would,
That if I had told you what I wanted, 
That we could never be in love.

Gord

2025-11-13 10:14 am

Dreamers dreaming dreamscapes. 
Mealless evening,
Weakened breathing,
People screaming,
The defeated, being replaced.

Cover the rear, cover the face, 
Coveted feeling, converts of race, 
Circle of fifths, dogma and faith. 

In the end, who pays? 
Cathedral ceiling, being replaced.

Gord

2025-10-03 06:47 am

First of being, just first reciever, 
From the cathedral, screaming,
Puppet Jesus upon the strings,
Love only for freedom, not people,
He cares not what they need.

First of being, crawling from the sea,
Into the cathedral, screaming,
Puppet Jesus upon the strings!
Love for only freedom,
He cares not what they need!

Gord

2025-06-26 01:01 pm

I don't know what came over me,
I don't know what came over me,
Male poetry, waves crash over me.

French toast, crepes: florentine,
That from which war proceeds, 
Sweetness of orange peels,
I call home.

I don't know what came over me,
I long most for social peace,
Mercy from the volant beings,
Open fields into forest greens.

Great poet, greater potency:
Hate poetry explained vocally,
Bay cordial, bowl smoker,
Gay gordon, flamethrower.

Gord

2024-11-12 06:54 am

Green, along patio frames, 
Garnet sees it as home,
Blue sees it as being alone, 
Raspberries, being absorbed. 

Pierre to Marie,
Canoes, or ferry? 
Whatever floats. 

But blue upon blue? 
I had higher hopes,
Like you were alchemy in war.

Gord

2024-09-20 09:01 pm

Have dreams,
That's how you achieve them,
Not bat ears and canned heat.

Billy Bragg says 'freedom is' ,
But whiskey is softer on ears,
Randy Blythe pushes people,
Carried off as he prescribes.

Chlorine, yonder, sapphire dyes,
In your heart you can see their eyes,
You never fully extinguish a life. 

Murderer, she says, most immodest,
Mostly chlorine water in response,
Yonder, the noble's calling,
It turned her to stone on the inside.
To me, like sapphire and diamonds.

To her, being pushed from a stage,
Down past concrete, into a grave. 
Into the maze, blue, into the grey. 
Now you are mine forever.

Gord

2024-08-09 08:57 am

Desert sun, august morning,
Sky, a butterscotch orange.

Amongst all things, concerns:
For paintings are ownership...
Hopefully drawings disappear,
Wrap your body in animal skin.

Put a brush to your wrist,
Go ahead, spill,
Color all over...
Hopefully canvas appears.

Yellow, what say of the sea?
Hardcore, double crossing, frog, 
Croaking of dark forces and fear.
An unarmed soldier, war over,
Still fighting with the hayseeds.

Oh,
Is this why blue pervades me?

All things amongst me here,
Sidewalks get ownership,
You pay, then worship on them.
All language, being borrowed,
Gives power to some lawyer.

Oh,
Is this why blue pervades me?
Yellow, what have you made me?

Gord

2024-06-06 03:48 am

Dieting, and sex, paying rent.
Isn't life grand? Just as they said.
Like a rack, stack or chip:
Being colloquial, bland, rich.
Is like a fantastic black ship,
Which sits in the harbour,
Hoping to be used, again...

Oh, and add two dots to the end,
Again, she just hopes for the best.

White like her dress, amen.
White like her skin, and intents,
Alight in her eyes, that intensity,
Dying, like her teeth and her hair...

Oh, and white like the porcelain, 
She sees when she retches.
White like the faces of relatives.

Aegean, sing fool-speak to the masses.
Queen, think, but don't deceive Ophelia,
A mask would only cover your features,
Despite your sweetness, we see the madness.

So scratch at your hands, the lion dances.

Gord

2023-05-08 03:15 am

If I could, I would take my grey for your gray,
My grave for your grave, but in the end I will fail.
Take my blade and slay your beasts, hero.
Even if all you see are beasts and famous people,
Not beings from which you take a piece.
In fear we never speak, like ancient egypt,
People change, things remain the same for me.

You aspire for some greater freedom,
Perhaps, from up there you can label people,
Teach them who should be sold as slaves.
Maybe you can take those taken pieces, 
Build back the things you took from me.
Gain more favour and speak loquacious,
But gone are the days where you heard me speak,
Gone are the days of our walks on the beach,
Because even long ago I was but memories.

Things have changed, besides the people,
Weight and age mostly, 
But when I see your face, 
You want an escape, I can see it.
A smile that lies on its face,
But your heart plain as day.
Rather than three hours too soon,
One minute late