Hi all, I've been writing stuff and put it on myspace... so that it doesn't get lost in a soup of emo I decided to post it here Ps. never posted or written much poetry before... probably banal... oh well!!
Friday, November 10, 2006 January's Child Current mood: creative Feels like I found the only one Feels like I smashed into the sun January's child's last temptation Begging for more again Back in my place Back into neutral Back in my room to sleep When it's time, it's time to grow When it's time, I'll let it all go Januarys's child, wet and warm Needing something to hold So fill me with longing, there's no belonging Fill me with longing, smash into the sun Take me, wake me, then put me to sleep Take me, take me, then leave me in peace Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Back in my place Back into neutral Back in my room to sleep Back in my place Back into neutral Then back out into the street Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Wednesday, November 15, 2006 Eindhoven I started off early, still trying to buy some time All I have to work on is memories and a bleeding heart For today I feel calm, centred and low A feeling I can sustain One coffee and another Tastes like hot metal glue As I wait I notice I have turned a corner My past obscured from my view All work done now Dark thoughts long behind me This city is tended and washed like working hands Into a shop which sells coffee and... and... In wider view my home is full Too restricted but all for the taking Giving in gently Hoping and waiting Sinking but frantically waving A space to play, a place to stay To hold my small drama now All movements mine to realise So as I sit I'm calmer now I seem to be constantly moving It's the only way to go but I glance over my shoulder Turn around, take a long look at The thread of my life
Tuesday, November 21, 2006 Nick One thing he said that sticks in my mind "Stop the world, I want to get off" Normally followed by haha But a frightened grin was what I got Talent flowed, his emotions laid bare In a town of looking down with nothing to share Except the innocent vacant stare of passers by. We made music, our little band was fun We filled the time with laughs and smoking Never caring never scared He was sinking no-one cared Andy lost it, upset the apple cart Nick and I appointed messengers He tried to deal with all the shit But Nick could not accept A world of bullshit began seeping in What's the point, nothing lasts I think I'll leave this ship now Lost at sea in limbo now Oh Nick no no you shouldn't have... I miss you Nick
Friday, December 01, 2006 A new big disease Current mood: wistful "And so, through my funding, I've brought you a miracle!" Broadcast nationwide the papers respond Flowcharts and dirt and background reports Then hear his speech-craft, open arms to your thoughts Report to the public, retort as expected The tiff rages on while hands do the work At break-time The Sun reports on the progress Then home, watch TV, accepting as vital - The new big disease He takes the glory, we read the story He takes the stage announcing new measures All nodding dumbly as he claims the prize Of all who dance for and give him their eyes Then we make miracles, paid in security Miracles worked then forgot as if games Why can't our selflessness, out of obscurity Be brought to the light, distracting our eyes From the squawks and remarks of such noisy children As the tiff rages on our hands do the work At break-time The Times reports on the progress Then home by midnight, tomorrow may hold - The new big disease He takes the glory, we read the story He takes the stage for the glare of the camera All watch in wonder while he claims the prize Of all who dance for and give him their eyes We offer our eyes We need to hear deeds And he feeds us with A new big disease Vote red, green or blue The newspapers print Vote red, green or blue A rainbow it ain't
Sunday, December 17, 2006 Moonbeams Current mood: Moons I will lift you up past the rings of Saturn Then lay you down in the Sea of Tranquillity For a thousand years to sleep until I pass again the orbit of our eternity A silent moment in a sea of banality Our sublime dance to repeat I call for you, muted, that fools cannot hear Your reply is as still, stifled as distant, unclear For sunlight and moonbeams, warmth and cold light Cannot in both daytime and darkness unite Deep in the earth our conscience lay dormant In labyrinth caves by chance our souls meet Though light cannot reach us, we each of us know And can touch once again, eternal, complete
