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
mystery
Shakespeare’s Fool
A literary hamartia, a bumbling idiot. So many riddles. Why so cryptic? Maybe if you had just said – What you fucking meant, So many of our conversations wouldn’t be dead. Stop hiding what you mean, Under pretence and self-esteem; Tear off the bravado darling, I never found your swagger charming. Sociopathy is sexy but … Continue reading Shakespeare’s Fool
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
Goodnight Dear
Two chests rising and falling between the static, Two mouth breathers gently gasping for air – To the beat of their steady little hearts, Whose sleepy murmurs whisper; we are, we are, we are And without speaking I know that you’re there, Somewhere, anywhere, but not here. Alone but not lonely, It’s sometime between 2 … Continue reading Goodnight Dear
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
Streetlights – an experimental short story
Walking home in the dark though a quiet city of amber streetlights. My hood’s up and it’s just cold enough that this jumper isn’t thick enough. I’d stumbled out of that doorway in a hurry, eager to stand in the street and breathe in the cool sooty air I remembered. I haven’t planned on leaving … Continue reading Streetlights – an experimental short story
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
A Eulogy for Ana – Thin Air
Gulping down nothing Doing lines of empty plates Injecting thin air and water in-vain Stomach filled with swirling dust Friendships left out to rust Flesh falling off the bone Living in the negative spaces They said home was where the heart is- So you got lost between your ribs, One bite forward two bites back … Continue reading A Eulogy for Ana – Thin Air
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 