Friday, December 30, 2016

Ode Maritima

Ah, todo o cais é uma saudade de pedra! 
E quando o navio larga do cais 
E se repara de repente que se abriu um espaço 
Entre o cais e o navio, 
Vem-me, não sei porquê, uma angústia recente, 
Uma névoa de sentimentos de tristeza 
Que brilha ao sol das minhas angústias relvadas 
Como a primeira janela onde a madrugada bate, 
E me envolve como uma recordação duma outra pessoa 
Que fosse misteriosamente minha. 
(Fernando Pessoa)

Not Understanding

'I think not understanding people you love, and believe love you is the most painful experience-when nothing makes sense and yet, you feel it should. It is a kind of disharmony that brings the whole universe into question. It makes my head spin, gravity seems to have gone and sentences become decorations hanging in my mind, not real thoughts flowing through my brain. All I see is a cluttered mind with a lot of useless post it notes, written to a person I cannot see. And I wonder what they think about me?'
(Gerry Aldridge 2016)

Thursday, December 29, 2016


You are a liar.
But I have no idea
What lie
You told.
(Gerry Aldridge 2016)

The Unpredictability Of Everything.

The Unpredictability Of Everything.
It is not because 
The wind has died
It means the season changed,
It is not because it is winter
Hardships come again.
(Gerry Aldridge 2016)

The Present.

The Present.
It was solely intended for you,
But I looked away for a second
And you had slipped from view.
Present means nothing, anymore,
For it was destined for a person I loved,
But sadly, rarely saw.
I will not be blamed
For your unhappiness
In this case less is more.
The less I give, the higher you shall fly-
Sometimes you have to hurt yourself,
Or die.
(Gerry Aldridge 2016)- work in progress

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Dreams, or places?

First: Oddly enough, you must enter the strangest places to find your dreams.
Second: But there are so many.
First: So many what? 
First again:Dreams, or places?
Second: Dreams; of course. Places are easy to find.
(Gerry Aldridge 2016)

Monday, December 26, 2016

What Needs To Become Of Me?

What Needs To Become Of Me?
I do not want to be
A famous artist,
A famous poet.
I want to be
An artist
A poet.
I am
Both of these.
So what are the
Butterflies in me?
What is it
I have not yet become
Still need to be?
(Gerry Aldridge © 2016)

Friday, December 23, 2016


I went out,
Stripped naked
To the cold.
And looked at all
The pieces of myself
I had not yet sold.
Satisfied there was
Still enough of me left,
I went back in
To the warmth
And safety
Of my nest.
(Gerry Aldridge 2016)

Thursday, December 22, 2016

No Title- just a feeling

No Title
With such an affliction,
I will have to wait
Until I run out of reality
Before I write fiction.
And with such an addiction,
How is there any hope
Of ever ending
This beautiful conversation?
(Gerry Aldridge © 2016)
Image may contain: plant and outdoor

O Meu Colar De Gotas De Chuva

O meu colar de gotas de chuva
Primeira: Porque tens as mãos molhadas?
Segunda: Eu estava a fazer um magnífico colar de gotas de chuva, quando de repente todos os pingos se transformaram em lágrimas.
Primeira: Tentavas criar uma realidade que não poderia existir além do teu sonho.
Segunda: Eu só tentava fazer aquilo imaginado
Primeira: Infelizmente, isso significa que nunca será…
(Gerry Aldridge 

My Raindrop Necklace
Primeira: Why are your hands wet?
Segunda: I was making a beautiful raindrop necklace, when suddenly all the beads turned into tears.
Primeira: You were trying to create something that could not exist outside your dream.
Segunda: I was only trying to make what I had seen.
Primeira: Sadly, it does not mean it will ever be,

(Gerry Aldridge © 2016)

Monday, December 19, 2016

Inhuman Waste

On a glorious day like this
I woke up,
Looked waste
Write in the face
And masochistically
The cardinal crime
Of being
In the wrong place
At the perfect time..
I should leave
And just pretend
I never existed
At all.
(the author denies this was ever written 2016)
The Monument Of Non Existence
by Mario Sanchez Nevado

Sunday, December 11, 2016


I went to a dinner tonight and from the terrace I could not help being drawn into the noise and motion of the ocean-

I am not sure
If I am cold,
or hot.
The tide comes in
And dresses me
Goes out,
Undresses me.

I think the true meaning of nakedness
Is in your eyes only.

(Gerry Aldridge)

Sunday, December 4, 2016

No Endings

There is no such thing as an ending- Once a story has begun it goes on forever. I am not in a hurry to turn the pages, but I am anxious to reach the next chapter, although reluctant, yet not adverse to reaching the beginning again-
 (Gerry Aldridge 2016)

Friday, December 2, 2016

The Law of the Jungle

I came across this and thought perhaps all politicians should read it and then world order would be miraculously established..desperate times...
"Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky;
And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die.
As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back --
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack." 

From The Law of the Jungle
-Rudyard Kipling- just a thought, yet.....