My name is James and this personal website is an attempt to archive my writing which predominately is (under a loose banner) poetry
I started writing things down at the age of 17 in 1992, initially with no other idea of plan then to keep a record of my thoughts and feelings. Given my growing up experiences it felt like the perfect way to apply some self help therapy
Empty – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and October 1994 (Aged 18/19)
me and darkness, together
there is nothing near
and as i search and as i scream
i wonder, where do i go from here?
Missing You Monday – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and October 1994 (Aged 18/19)
in my thoughts
but they are not real
not something –
which i can feel
The Car You Are Driving – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and October 1994 (Aged 18/19)
everything is black and white
when there is a world fighting
all you care about is –
the car you are driving
Emotion – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and October 1994 (Aged 18/19)
Emotion i could be just out of sight but she will never see, she is me, my feminine side queen…
Always Looking – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and October 1994 (Aged 18/19)
sometimes it is all too much
from the sky where it never rains
to the soft feel of your touch
and i know things can be very strange
i have been hurt, just dreaming
and i do not want to be hurt again
It Is What We Need – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and October 1994 (Aged 18/19)
jupiter is the messenger of peace
why –
does it not –
make it down to earth?
Something Good – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and November 1994 (Aged 18/19)
where do we go from here
are we close?
are we near?
is it the darkness
You Will Grow Up One Day – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and November 1994 (Aged 18/19)
i have been the drunk poet, the rebel,
the lover
maybe not to great effect
but it never really meant anything
i was left down and out
Getting Away – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and November 1994 (Aged 18/19)
getting away
but it is okay
i am not leaving today
i will be gone tomorrow
cannot take a life of sorrow
The Year of the Dragon – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and November 1994 (Aged 18/19)
they say it will be loud
they will tell us to get indoors
in the year 1999
they will kick down your doors