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
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Kill Your Darlings
Don’t ask me to line up my children and then pick out one, The smallest, feeblest little darling, the fragile stunted runt My hands fumbling, sweating, – your gun shaking in my clammy grip You’re shouting at me to shoot at her, but her little tears are drip-ping- KILL YOUR DARLINGS – IT’S FOR YOUR … Continue reading Kill Your Darlings
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
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
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
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
Broken
Will you end my pain Or drive me insane Will you hang me out to dry Not kiss me goodbye While I’m falling apart Would you crush my heart And when I lose my head Whose gonna be in your bed Was I ever on your mind Or were you just being kind Am I … Continue reading Broken
Lost in words
I want to get lost in words not weeks, I want to drown in love not sleep, I want to dream of cloudless skies not debts I want to wake to see the sun rise not set- I want to dive into a crystal river not a sea of paper, I want to climb green … Continue reading Lost in words
Alicia Jones Poetry 