Originally posted on Glass Footsteps:
First off, apologies for the lack of posts, I was away in Donegal all last week with very weak internet access! I’m taking part in a songwriting workshop this week and one of the tasks on the first day was to write a poem about a place and/or a memory.…
The video recording remembers, though memory has degraded a touch. Recycled, replayed, grown grainy, watching good girl he loves oh so much. That day she’d seemed so immortal; safe, secure, father’s love pure & strong. Laughing, runs ragged, hides from him. How had it all gone grotesquely wrong? Replays each every action all anguished; rewinds, … More Replay
Seven Hells have come and found you, seven sins swim all around your head. As your demons dance, surround you, lies each echo empty as they’re said. Seven choices made have clowned you, laugh or cry – you’ll do as you must. Foolish falsehoods flood, words drowned you as all your deceptions degrade to dust. … More Seven Sins
In the after-calm I hold her close, a rose flush fills her cheeks. Her lips look anxious & quiver, she sights the words she seeks. She asks “Am I still beautiful despite each every scar?” I reply “Yes, you are lovely just the way you are”. Words can be just that – as false as … More Sweetest Scars
Her hands hold me under, her voice begs to let go. Give in to the darkness, drown deep in the sea of woe. Lips cracked cajoling, those that I once kissed, now ask me to surrender, “It’s pointless to resist”. She saps strength from me, sea salt tears stain me eyes. Her true form finally … More Breathe
Hi there. Just a quick note to let my Followers know that one of my poems “Sleeping Beauty & M.E” was selected as the Post of the Week on the “David Snape and Friends” blog (if you haven’t discovered the blog yet, you really should). As a result, it will be read out on his … More “Sleeping Beauty & M.E” on the radio
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I don’t believe benevolent beings look down on all we do. I don’t believe happy endings from Fairy Tales come true. I don’t believe we’re stronger from suffering we’ve been through. But babe, believe me when I tell it true that I believe in you. Though I don’t believe in Angels watching over us from … More I Believe
Well, when his eyes look upon her his mouth tells her “I adore”. His heart beating in his chest as it has never beat before. It’s a little like the last time but with that little bit more. In love for the first time (once again). Well, when his lips met with hers, came together … More First Time (Once again)
The deck has already been dealt, so we all must play our part. Each suit a suitor for her hand, bow to the Queen of Heart. I foraged for flowers, each Jack called “Wait in line”. Brought bigger bouquets before her, a little like mine but more fine. I handed her a diamond cut, she … More Queen of Heart
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