has a lot of thoughts to harvest today
ploughed my fields
and my brow was furrowed
Category: Poems April 2002
Twenty Seven Years Old – Written April 2002 (Aged 27)
well, here i am –
twenty seven years old
Romance Isn’t Dead – Written Tuesday 8th April 2002 (Aged 27)
romance is not dead
it’s just bought a new suit
and it’s combing the hair upon its head
Something to Believe In – Written April 2002 (Aged 27)
don’t believe in magic
rarely believe in the truth
don’t believe politicians
or the holy roof
What is Lost – Written April 2002 (Aged 27)
what is lost can often never be found
thankfully, life is not like television
or that television is like life
because in the end,
it would be the station and not the light –
A Thousand Miles – Written Thursday 25th April 2002 (Aged 27)
would you walk a thousand miles
just for a smile
would you walk a thousand miles
and wait a while
After Careful Consideration – Written April 2007 (Aged 27)
another one, sit there
beg to be let in
and, after careful consideration
i put the rejection letter in the bin
I Managed a Smile – Written Wednesday 24th April 2002 (Aged 27)
i have managed a friendship
of which i am not so sure
so, i stumble around here –
trying to avoid pavement cracks
Drowning Is Not Fun – Written Sunday 21st April 2002 (Aged 27)
how many times –
has the surface been above me
how many times?
drowning is not fun
trying to use your lungs
Support Situation Needed – Written Sunday 21st April 2002 (Aged 2002)
i know it is selfish
and i know i should not be alarmed
but when i am breaking down
i want tow truck style arms
