Black and white, lining up along the curvature of my brain, Photographs in grey and blue fluttering between breaths- Opening up the door to recollection, just to peek at one present, Nostalgia settling on my tongue… he tastes like vanilla and rain and skin. Settling on my hands and between our fingers- warm like shared … Continue reading Memories Fall like Dominos
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An Astronaut Lost In Space-Constellations
Constellations are dripping off my fingertips like pulsating raindrops hanging off the edge of the world- When I close my eyes I’m floating on a salty ocean towards a horizon bursting with colours, The hues of honeyed pink glowing in the water and on my warmed skin- Smiling into the Machiavellian arms of denial, But … Continue reading An Astronaut Lost In Space-Constellations
The Space Between Optimism and Cynicism
Waking up with shards of sun and light in their happy eyes, Souls that go to sleep and get sweet rest at night – Colours shimmering in a sickening brightness Finding slivers of silver linings in darkness Smiling at strangers and soppy romance Sycophantic flattery – making plans Happiness Falling into bitter, But never getting … Continue reading The Space Between Optimism and Cynicism
The Room Is Cold
Cold in hues of shivers and chills hang above the unmade bed, Invisible tendrils of bitter seeping into the heavy air. Ice sheets strewn across the grey-white fjords of unkempt. In a slit between the unopened curtains, a brittle shard of light pierces through – And dust twirling like flurries of snowflakes in storms, drift … Continue reading The Room Is Cold
5 Minutes To Showtime
It was fun whilst it lasted, but I get bored quick. Flipping my hair and pretending to care is my best party trick. The stars in their eyes, all dazzled by lights – They all dribble when I start to bite. I know that look – oh baby you’re hooked, I can tell. I’ve got … Continue reading 5 Minutes To Showtime
Diamond In The Rough
Clean cut crystals, sparkling under night lights- 28 carats of shimmering gold, And I’m blinded by all their twinkling refractions- The brilliance of it is getting caught in my eyes, My tears are dull compared to that clarity, Perfect prisms of stolen starlight. But now I’m getting closer, Starting to inspect the dream- Finding broken … Continue reading Diamond In The Rough
I Need Some Space
We’re all just stardust in a black-hole sky, And you let me fall out of orbit tonight- Until all but one particle of sand remained, Talking about how our dusty, starry world was strange. You and I are just another block of atoms that will never touch, Emitting wave-lengths of all of me wasn’t enough. … Continue reading I Need Some Space
Stars
I look at you the way other people stare at stars. Making wishes between your breaths- Watching your hands move in a graceful orbit, Fingertips from another universe on a course far away from me. Counting the galaxies within your eyes, lost in all their colours and lights. How lucky I am that we happened … Continue reading Stars
Grey is my favourite colour
In between the dark grey and white lines of books lie the brightest of worlds, When the clouds are ashen and blue they hold the most violent storms, From here everything in space shines silver. Concrete towers holding human existence loom over, And lovers hiding in grey-black shadows Bars pulsing with music and smoke … Continue reading Grey is my favourite colour
Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust
Walking through wildflowers in spring, My throat red-raw from screaming your name. Walking in the footsteps of ghosts, Running my fingers across the bark that you touched. Echoes of us still swirl around in the wind, Or at least in skies in my mind. For each twig snapping, leaf moving, I turn around expecting you … Continue reading Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust
Alicia Jones Poetry 