Category: Poems February 1997
Movement in the Rain – Written February 1997 (Aged 22)
people do not think the past is relevant
they laugh at myths,
and mock free thinking beliefs
but the past could just be the key
Time To Get It Together – Written Wednesday 26th February 1997 (Aged 22)
it is time to get it together
some people say we will all be finished soon
but if you look
they are outlined like a cartoon
On My Way Home – Written Tuesday 25th February 1997 (Aged 22)
i will see you again
when things are different
and i feel sane
i have got to be getting back
goodnight, i am going home
Bed of Nails – Written February 1997 (Aged 22)
she could touch cool pale worlds
that were meant to be insane
when alice grew up and looked around
she must have thought they were sane
if i were alice, i would be back in the mirror
Getting Out of Bed – Written Tuesday 25th February 1997 (Aged 22)
i cannot remember the night before
i cannot remember much any more
it is either five in the afternoon,
or the bus is late
yet someone says it is coming soon
You Make Me Laugh – Written Tuesday 25th February 1997
eating mother prepared packed lunches
growing up and dividing out
girls dispensing of their bunches
like television detectives
we still have hunches
So Here We Are – Written Monday 24th February 1997
so here we are
it is almost like a dawn
a new chance
it is almost like nothing else matters
Just a Chance of Light – Written Monday 24th February 1997
just a chance of light
to see us through
just a chance of something bright
to take care of us
Beware of the Image – Written February 1997
you never really know
beware of the image
the real person may find it hard to show
