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
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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
~waves~
Rippling sun-warmed waves to dip our feet into, Letting the ocean coax us in a toe at a time. Throwing playful splashes between bubbles of laughter, We kit up for the journey ahead. Beyond our rippling fingertips lay everything in shades of blue-green crystal. A window into another world, Except through this mirror’s surface we … Continue reading ~waves~
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
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
Made Up Worlds and Eyeless Birds
Our world was dipped in warmth; the evenings were painted in hues of honey, and the days were drenched in fiery reds. Sand flew around us like golden rain when we ran and we were always laughing. We used to watch the stars peeking at us through the amber haze hanging above. Our little planet … Continue reading Made Up Worlds and Eyeless Birds
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
Alicia Jones Poetry 