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
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Call Me
Human existence passing between two cracked screens, Miles apart but to them only a few seconds it seems- Two ears pressed eagerly to speakers awaiting replies- The window to the soul is no longer their eyes But the voice, and for that they are both surprised. Ten minutes fade into two hours, Like sun drenched … Continue reading Call Me
Summer Storms
Watching the clouds bruise in the corner of my eye, As I focus on reading the worn out, tea-stained pages of Süskind again, The winds is picking up and dancing through the window, It plays with my damp curled hair But I’m lost in another world far from here- Fat droplets of rain jump … Continue reading Summer Storms
Meloncholy
We sit in grey suits across from one another; stiff and straight like toy soldiers. ‘The weather is nice’ A small yellow-green netted globe sits between us- we’re a world apart Breaking the tension I bring out the knife and slice up the sun, 10 minutes later and we’re spitting out the hard honey seeds … Continue reading Meloncholy
A Sky Full of Stars
A sky full of stars, and her, knee-deep in an ocean of herself. Stripped naked to the world, bare and ready for inspection. As their filthy eyes seek out every inch of private moments, every second of every breath, waiting to reveal her imperfections, she stands still. Although her body is uncovered she still feels … Continue reading A Sky Full of Stars
A Love In Cigarettes
Black smoky tendrils curls around my flushed-pink lips as we drink french-pressed coffee to the rhythm of your vinyls, Tobacco and disappointment stick to my fingers as I send you desperate texts in the rain between wet hair and grey skies, Stubs of charcoal soot leave trails of long conversations and late nights with you … Continue reading A Love In Cigarettes
Over 50 posts
Writing isn’t just the cathartic release I get from spilling my thoughts onto a blank page, It isn’t just enjoying watching people read my feelings and connect, Being able to show my poems on an international stage, or as an artist gaining respect Don’t get me wrong those things are great, But for me it’s … Continue reading Over 50 posts
Will You Still Love Me
Your bright eyes indulge me as they run across my face, I can see the rose tinted smile cross your young lips as you regard perfection. You love my supple clear skin, and my long dark lashes, Your hands clutch my tiny waist as your fingers explore a horizon of smooth skin, My toned calves … Continue reading Will You Still Love Me
Why I Can’t Believe In God
If I accept that there’s a heaven, then death would be too appealing. If He is all forgiving then why is there a hell? How could an all loving being let war, killing, famine, or pain exist? How could He let innocents die and killers live? Why has He not spoken to me? Even when … Continue reading Why I Can’t Believe In God
Human Endurance
Pushing through the dirt, hands covered in blood, bones broken, you stood up and walked across that field of bodies and carried on, through the tall grass in the amber light back home. Emerging through the rubble, watching everything you knew destroyed, seeing everyone gone, you cry then you rebuild your city. Shackled to a … Continue reading Human Endurance
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