Online Poetry

Original poems by Ross Adamson

This evolving collection of contemporary rhyming poetry features many of Ross Adamson’s best and newest poems, including selected works from his latest book and exclusive sneak peeks into his next one.

Adamson’s rhymes are often forthright and rebellious in spirit, occasionally dark and deep, and generally not for the faint-hearted. Some contain strong language and explore adult themes so please proceed with caution.

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Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves

Captivating colours, Vibrant, beauteous and bright; The canopy resplendent In the dappled autumn light ...

Morning Magic

Morning Magic

Stirring lovers, sun-drenched blinds, Tangled bodies, bonded minds. Lazy slumbers, dreamy hours, Interlinking magic powers...

One More Chance

One More Chance

There she is, at the spot where first we met, In that whimsical haunt on the Internet. She’s the distant desire that I can’t forget. She’s my tear-stained pillow and my deep regret.

Snowflake

Snowflake

Peerless falling snowflake, Effervescent diamond tear; A fleeting glimpse of beauty, Then you fade and disappear. ...

God Squad

God Squad

Irrational crusaders, Faithful champions of fraud, Trade common sense for fairytales; Escapists, 'All aboard!' ...

Siren

Siren

Lone enchantress, darkly charming; Slight and coy yet quite disarming. Ice blue eyes burning ardently: She sees my soul when she stares at me ...

Gloom-Tinted Glasses

Gloom-Tinted Glasses

Depression is a washout lens, Infusing hues with grey. It dulls the best sensations And enshrouds the brightest day ...

Ezadeen

Ezadeen

‘We'd like to thank you, one and all, For financing this trip. But, sadly, owing to this squall, Your crew’s abandoned ship ...

Self-Destroyed

Self-Destroyed

As ghostly as a graveyard In the murky depths of night, His eyes are like extinguished fires, Long gone the gift of light ...

Je suis Charlie

Je suis Charlie

Charlie Hebdo. Mindless slaughter. Hopeless dogma. Inhumane ...

Blue Monday

Blue Monday

Blue Monday is here, the media says: A day of despondence and gloom. But really it’s only a marketing ploy To get us to spend and consume ...

Oblivion

Oblivion

My chemical vacation; My quest for perfect peace. My selfish Soma coma; Reality release...

Poor Door

Poor Door

Door for the rich bloke – Grand, at the front; Door down a side lane For the poor c**t ...

Synthetic Smile

Synthetic Smile

She greets me – a flash of her counterfeit grin: Expression without any feeling within. The motion excessive, the timing all wrong; Eyes betray thought where no care could belong ...

Tribute to Tyranny

Tribute to Tyranny

A tyrant Saudi king dies And we fly the flags half-mast, Despite their human rights abuses, Now and recent past ...

Web Pest

Web Pest

How nice of you to publish Your thoughts on everything. Such well-informed opinions –
 A wit and wisdom spring ...

The One Percent

The One Percent

Just one percent of people Own half of global wealth. They keep their fortunes tucked away With tax-evading stealth ...

Fracking Idiots

Fracking Idiots

They say ‘hydraulic fracturing’ Is what this country needs, So, against expert opinion,
 Our Prime Minister proceeds ...

Pay as You Pray

Pay as You Pray

Twisted logic, Toxic thought: Welcome to the temple Of the god you bought ...

Cupidity

Cupidity

You want that brand new gadget And you crave the latest gear, Despite the fact it’s over-priced And ‘out’ within a year ...

Good Days

Good Days

You only see me on good days. On bad days I suffer alone. When feeling half-dead, I curl up in my bed And I hide from the world on my own ...

Destiny: Dystopia

Destiny: Dystopia

Peekaboo! They’re watching you. The streets have eyes, the walls have ears. They track and log your every move. They own your hopes, they craft your fears ...

In The End

In The End

I’ve reached the conclusion That life’s an illusion And death’s just the end of the show. But one thing’s uncertain: At the fall of the curtain, What happens and where do we go? ...