A Poet of No Fixed Agenda

By Jon Sutcliffe

This is a first collection of poetry built over a year. The themes involve loss and love as well as the introspective look at the mind and its connection with the universe. Its loosely surreal and concerns the illusion and fragile nature of dreams.
The bulk of poems are free verse, non-rhyming and try to use other poetic devices such as metaphor, allegory, and word play to create imagery. There are other more technical poems that stick to traditional structures and bring about with them a more profane and archaic look at the world and relate more to spirituality.
My inspirations were the characters from Dylan Thomass collection of work, my own dreams, and also the nature of my psychosis. I also make sure to relay the nature of the way I live despite its apparent loneliness and isolation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Jul 16, 2013
• ISBN: 9781491800041

Jon Sutcliffe

Jon Sutcliffe took up poetry in his youth at school and has been writing in all the years since. This is his first published work. Enjoy.

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Published by AuthorHouse 07/12/2013

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Contents

Memories And Miseries

Laura-Lye Laura-Leigh

Who Was She?

A Poets Anguish

A Collection Of Ceremonies

A Nature By Virtue

A Poet’s Bug

An Explanation

An Insanity Incarnate

Another Account

Bonfires For Vanities

Death’s An Aphrodisiac

Idea’s Like Fleas/ No Rhymes

Incubus

Jack And Jill

Love In Ransom Notes

Michael’s Last Proverb

Moon Cycles

Night And Its Tricks

One Last Happy Birthday

Pest Controllers And

The River Styx

Problem’s Of A Past And

Present Future

Regenesis

So?—Another Poem Eh?

Succubus And Her Form

Telling Fortunes/ Artificial Lights

The Balance

The Birth

The Coma’s

The Death Of A Memory

The Divine Muse

The Fable Of Faith Falter

And

Ashtray Jazz

The Last Letter

The Leaves

The Mistress

The Psychobabble Of Love

The Twenty Thousand Tuesdays

The Two Insomniacs

There’s Just A Letter Left

Three’s And Believers

Totem Poles

The School Of Fools—No Ships

Silent Intensity… . Tempered Insanity… . Argued Reality… . Trapped Internally

When She Would Sing

A Series Of Masks

Portraiture/Caricature

An Imitation

Manicism

Bone Structure

Death

The Exposed Soul

Sunken Eye

Carnage/Desire

Fly By Night

Number 1

Number 2

The Damsel And The Dark

A Poets Psychosis

Via Absurdity Alone

A Collection Of Choices

A Meander

A Noteless Suicide

Washing Machine

Admonition

An Allegory Of The Mind

An Allegory Of The Mind

An Attempt

Characters

Cold Coffee

Danse Macabre

I Was Never Given The Truth

Invisible Scars

Jagged Edges

Litany

The Strangest Memory Of Now

Philosophies On Ghosts

Placeboes

Plans Permissions And

Some Coded Language

The Darker Glints In My Eyes

The Escape Routes

The Eye

The Factory

The Fiery Furnace Of Fancy Fliers

The Grass Grown

Where’s This Happy Ending

The Lost Romantic

The Mirror Moves

The Orb

The Poet Of No Fixed Agenda

The Queen Barry Trust

The Scrubbing

The Self Interested Signpost

(Technically Better)

The Very Image

Three Masks

Tissue’s And Webs

Verb Confusion

A Poets Psychosis Take Two

One Twisted Coin

Setting A New Alarm

The Basement

A Window Contrasted To

A Black Hole

Disintegrations

Ironically

The Pages Of A Clown

The Technicalities

A Valentine’s Card

Between Pen And Paper

Concussed Poetry

Inanimate Lover

The Angst

The Play

The Poem Twitches

The Shotgun Wedding

The Journey

Wedding Flowers

A Midnight Rooster

A Plague Of Locusts

A Poets Nonsense

A Resignation Request

An Exorcism

An Infinite Finality

Before Years Turned To Days (Minutes In An Ocean)

Burning Leaves

Cosmic Guru’s

Divine Intervention

Dragons Eyes

Drowning, Le Deluge

Hiding In Skins

Iou’s

La Lune

Like Trying To Get Water On A Page

So?—Another Poem Eh?

Love Is Upside Down This Time

Nihilist Screams

Norse Fables

Obituaries

Pedestal

Poem’s From A Drawing

Poetic Licenses

Ravens

Recoveries, Rivalries

And Revelries

Roses

She Just She

Scorn

Scorn

Snapping Branches

Sothic, Solaris, Eclipse

Swimming In The Shallows

Tandem Bicycles

Tattoo’s For Talons

The Arrows

The Collections

The Burning School

The Music Of Spring And Magpies

The Pedestal Before Dawn

The Rebels Leaflet

The Self Collection

"The Sorrow Stem—

(In Shame I Met Defeat)"

The Spitting Silence And

Hissing Hills

The Taste

The Universal

Three Priests

Three Second Impacts

Poems From A Puppet

Wild

Dignity

Distances

Grasshopper

Insomnia

Locked Jaws

Puppets

So?—Another Poem Eh?

Spider

The Institute

The Jack Of Spades

MEMORIES AND MISERIES

Laura-lye Laura-Leigh

She, in a fit of wisdom—imprinted upon me

The illusion of tomorrow

The Day and the Next

And the precious nature of the time

In between.

And I suddenly realized the thief I had been

And the now damaged quality—All the

Time I stole

Quantified itself in an aching instance

With its disappearance.

I, In a gap of new found poverty—stricken

In a timeless deficit

The past and the rest

Made meaningless with memory now transparent

Like Air.

Climbing from the gap that’s made for those

With nothing but time to spend—All the

Time I stole

Infinitely itself an aching distance

Now Nigh

Laura-lye

I, too long astray

Laura-Leigh.

Then, To begin an Ageless Epiphany—Potential to live a mere forever

The Leash or Tether’s

Just torn leather reigns in flames and ashes

Like Halo’s

In a perpetual Orgasm of possibility, Scope

And argued reality—All the

Time I stole

In love with itself after the voids clearance

Leaving trace and faintness as reward

Now, In reach at a stretch—before the image of illusion settles to shape tomorrow

A Day and A Next

A precious nature to replace the damage’s

The Decay

It’s spinning reels of improper misfortune—A tax of its own gamble—All the

Time I stole

Now fruitless itself—Void—A lost endurance

Pay no price to play—or too high

Now Nigh

Laura-Lye

No longer Astray

Laura-Leigh

As, the birds begin to Herald—Tomorrow and the

Lurid tides of dawn

Fresh scent and breath

Forward pathways emerge on the ground

Like canvas

The end