i cannot entertain –
those i do not know
i cannot clean away the rust
on feelings –
hurt by those i no longer trust
Tag: creative writing
Who Is Dancing With Me? – Written July 2002 (Aged 27)
who is dancing with me?
i built the swing
but i never grew the tree
She Is a Heart Surgeon – Wednesday 20th November 2002 (Aged 27)
moving away
she is a heart surgeon
because it is she –
who mended my heart
Melting Away the Lamposts – Written July 2002 (Aged 27)
moonshine
it shines on
they were a coxcomb
then they were gone
The Strangest of Steps – Written Sunday 7th July 2002 (Aged 27)
we love to think
we have got everything
but i know we forgot the kitchen sink
Surprise – Written Sunday 7th July 2002 (Aged 27)
but they got the rest
some people –
fall for plasticine arms
you see them looking for self respect
Clowns Have a Cost – Written Sunday 7th July 2002 (Aged 27)
cannot dance
twenty four hours a day
sometimes,
i need a little place to hide away
I Guess You Have Woken Up – Written Sunday 7th July 2002 (Aged 27)
s been like that –
ever since i can remember
not so much, warm sunny july
more like, cold biting december
The Eighth Sea, The Eighth Wonder – Written Sunday 7th July 2002 (Aged 27)
something took me
and shook me up
it put wind in my sails
gave me a hold
that stops my childish wails
Sleep – Written Friday 21st June 2002 (Aged 27)
foreign countries invade my shadows
strange beings rummage –
in the stairs below
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 