Month: January 2021


I didn’t get the chance to stream this week (busy with uni work.. *sad face*) but I did have a thought brewing through the week for a poem so I took 45 mins last night to rough it out.

It’s a little melancholy but I kinda like it 🙂

Hi Honey.
Are you hiding?

You haven’t responded to the letters
I’ve been stuffing in my drawer
And I’m starting to take it..-

I promise, I’ve been looking for you,
But I’ve had no luck so far
And when it rains
I miss you.

I think you might be close to me
On the nights I hear the stars laugh
..?at my expense);
The jerks.

“Don’t awaken love before its time”
I’m told..-

So, I’ll cast my romance
On songs and stars
And hope there’s none left over
..?to waste);
(Can I get a hint..?/;
Give the future my love,

Let me know what you think, faceless reader.
Brother Jack

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Haikus #4-6: First Twitch Stream

Achievement unlocked: I did my first Twitch stream!!

I hung out with a couple people (and an irritating goose!), goofed around for couple hours and wrote these three haikus.

Writing live on stream was definitely a different dynamic but I really enjoyed it! I wasn’t too worried about getting distracted (because going off on a tangent was part of the fun) and I enjoyed ‘thinking out loud’ to chat whenever I felt like I was getting stuck in writers block (reeeeally helped!).

I was going to write a fourth haiku about “wallpaper” but I never really got any traction on the idea when I tried to start processing around the idea so I ended up just ditching it altogether and moving onto the next one. I think if I didn’t have invisible eyes on me like I did, I probably would have just tried to muddle through by sheer force of will but wanting to keep things moving… kept things moving. Off stream, I could have wasted HOURS on that dumb idea..

Anyway, here’s some haikus! Hope you like them 😉

Sleepy Thoughts
My skin flutters from
pin pricks to shy weightlessness;
This dark is so soft..

Window Gazing
Stark-blank mesmerised
By a world in a box, hung
in rain speckled glass

Stars on pedestals
tread red carpets, stained by grace
I wouldn’t grant me

To the people who watched the stream, thanks for hanging out!

Brother Jack

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Haikus #1-3

I wrote a few haikus the other day while I was testing out my twitch setup and this new text editor I found (It’s called ‘Focus writer’ if your interested and I love it). I thought I’d chuck them up on here first.

I find haikus really fun to write because I get to spend an hour cramming as much of the world as I can into 17 syllables, but it isn’t as intense as writing a full length poem. Writing a difficult poem, I could get stuck on it for days but writing a haiku I don’t feel the same kind of pressure. I can dispense with nuance and spend some time admiring the world through a wide angle lens.
Anyway, here’s what I wrote:

Haiku #1:
Melancholy sky,
high-grieving past seasons, hears:
“heaven, grant us snow”

Haiku #2:
After soulless days
I lie awake, indulging
revenge sleeplessness

Haiku #3
The scarecrow’s ghost stands,
wide eyed, over the lonely
and sees them deeply

Thanks for listening, friend.
Brother Jack

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Wassup Ma Homies?!


Writing is what I love and it makes me come alive. The more time I spend in front of my keyboard the happier I am but, more importantly, writing reminds me of who I am and who I am becoming. It is a beautifully violent act of creativity and I am, hopelessly, addicted.

On this blog I’m probably going to write all sorts of things. There will be haikus, romanticism, goofiness and whatever else pops into my head. At time of writing, I’m about to start a Twitch and YouTube channel where I write poetry, and think out loud, on a live stream. If no-one watches that’s ok, but I’m looking forward to setting aside time to write and “yell into the void”. I’ve always loved writing, whether anyone else liked what I wrote or not, and I can’t see this changing now. But, I offer you, my faceless internet friend, this emporium of poetry, on the off chance that you enjoy it. 🙂

I had a writing teacher once explain to me: “the thing about writing is: even though some people process internally and others naturally think out loud, writing is both of these things.” She was right. Writing, for me, has always been the most sacred, ritual of pinning myself to a page without filter.

All that to say: Welcome to my blog.
Stay a while.

Brother Jack

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