with gravy on my sunday best
i was in a team of one –
with rusty medals pinned to my chest
Taking Care Of Our Needs – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
be my friend
be my hands
be there at the end
Getting Out And About – Written Thursday 2nd October 1997 (Aged 22)
the one i lost,
or never had,
depending on the view
Pretty Made Up Eyes – Written Thursday 2nd October 1997 (Aged 22)
i remembered your smile
in the darkest moment of my day
Now Or Never – Written September 1997 (Aged 22)
it is now or never
time spent together
Sat With Paper And Pen – Written September 1997 (Aged 22)
i’ve got no sense of direction
but i construct my living
from half seen perfection
Writing Me A Hymn – Written Monday 29th September 1997 (Aged 22)
they’re writing me a hymn
it says that they know where i have been
Different Places – Written Sunday 28th September 1997 (Aged 22)
across your eyes a life is reflected
the gentlest touch –
of a cold morning in steel grey
Fighting Tooth And Nail – Written Sunday 28th September 1997 (Aged 22)
when it matters to me
i tell you, it feels real
it feels like nothing else
Leaning On My Beliefs – Written Saturday 27th September 1997 (Aged 22)
you’ve got a crutch to lean on
you’ve got a free illusion –
that cuts through the confusion
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 